Silent Pain

Cried a sample of my thoughts on this simple poem I thought was meant for the public eyes to read, but it frustrates me more when I am lost out of my mind with no answers to my own desperate questions that many can’t see. I screamed “love me” till I was blue in the face and yet you stand across from me smiling to another man wearing his proposal ring.
Eureka, eureka no I haven’t felt it in so long I just write sad poems and recite them as joyful songs.
When I speak on pain don’t ignore me
My pain is silent enough and it’s my loudest scream.