PLEASE TELL ME
what do you do when no one knows
when you alone hold the truth,
when people around you look so clueless,
but you know what really happened?

what do you do when you know the whole story
when people around you look so happy
but you know what the facades hide
and you see the laughing people cry?

what do you do when you were the one that was there
and you held their hands and bandaged their wounds
and tended a garden of scars
and know the stories that no one else knows?

what do you do with their secrets
after they are long dead,
buried under six feet of dirt and peace
and you still cry for their souls?

please tell me what to do
how to stop their pain and end their suffering
how to make their memories disappear and their scars heal.
please tell me how to go on living when i know they can't.

please tell me what to do now.

THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME