Tag: the hurting

He’s hurting, he’s crying,No tears on outside.He’s injured, he’s stirring,All now kept inside. He’s failing for wordsTo say all that he feels.He cannot express,Cannot make his appeals. His outside is inside,Trapped now in his skin,Knows not where to turn,And his faith’s wearing thin. He doesn’t know who to trust.Who really cares?And so he says nothing,In … Continue reading No Tears on Outside →