Visible Sign

One hits thee with a switch jumping hard made one flinch. Running around the house like one struck gold, Scolding images unfold from your damaged soul. Hiding Shying and lying takes precedence over the sacrifices of one's past, Wondering and debating how long will this secret convenience last? Desperate searches for away out, Hit's thee with a dramatic blast. Yet scratches, backlashes, running dashes and gashes sing a lonely song. Not telling anyone is a reminder that you've been wrong. Pretending, Scares never mending and defending your pieces of mind will never come in time that's why one keeps lying So there's no show of a visible sign. Tiffany