The Silent Struggles

No one knows how much you’re struggling until it’s too late, when the weight of it all is a shadow too heavy to carry. No one understands how hard it is to speak the unspeakable, to let the words fall like fragile glass shattering across silence. Your pain is a quiet echo, a storm that no one hears until it’s raging. Your feelings are a tangled mess, each thread too delicate to untangle without losing something. Your thoughts are clouds in the sky, drifting aimlessly, afraid to settle for fear of being caught Your dreams are whispers in the dark, fading just as you reach for them, too distant to touch but too close to forget. And still, you carry them, the weight that no one sees, the quiet that fills the spaces where words should be. you wait until you realize that maybe there will be no moment to speak.