Just beneath the surface are a 1,000 lonely tears
I’ve done so much to tame them
And hide from all my fears.
Occassionally they surface;
They expose my brokenness
The fall so incessantly
They leave me a broken mess.
Once these tears start falling
There’s no stopping all the rest
Every wall I build to keep from being vulnerable
Comes crashing down right and left.
I lie daily about being lonely,
About the pain of no one there.
I thought years of riding solo
Would mask the pain when no one cares.
The Pleasure Principles 