The words I keep hidden
Would shake you to the core.
I don't think you realize what it takes
To keep the hurt I feel stored.

I'm dying to tell you
The things I'm thinking.
But silence is cheap poison
And it's what I'm drinking.

Pretend to hold onto the good
When there is nothing else.
It wasn't meant to end this way,
And we can only blame ourselves.

The past has been murdered
But the future hasn't been born.
I am being driven away from here
But there's no reason to mourn.

A new beginning there must be;
A new life and a new hope.
I can no longer hold onto
This withering tight rope.

This door has closed.
Another has opened,
So hold on tight my friend.
This hurt will soon end.

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