The Silent Patient
In the dark where echoes fade,
She guards her truth, a vow unsaid.
Her lips are sealed, her eyes see far,
A secret buried a burning scar.
In stillness, she whispers night,
A silent plea in muted light.
The world may ask, but none will know,
The pain she hides, the silent woe.
In silence, strength, a quiet flame,
The patient waits, without a name.
Copyright © James Mclain | Year Posted 2024
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