hidden thoughts

I wish I could see through the darkness within my own head.

I wish I could explain everything to you free of guilt, but I can’t.

I know you have your own demons to deal with, and difficulties to fight.

I don’t tell anything to you in fear of pushing you over the edge.

I want nothing more than for you to not worry about me, my silly insecurities, or my reckless thoughts and actions.

I build it all up inside, because it’s the one way I know how to protect you.

I gather all my worries and push them to the side in order to care for you in your time of need.

I stay silent in the moments I feel most broken and defeated, because that’s the only way I won’t burden you with my problems.

I keep them locked away and throw away the key.

I’m only trying to look after you, and not cause you to possess anymore hurt or worry.