Hold back the river….
I am feeling loved. I feel love through hugs, little gestures and words.
Love was always waiting for me wherever I went.
It makes me warm and I smile.
My outer shell screams contentment, confidence.
But don’t look into my eyes. They hold back a river of loneliness.
Loneliness and me are walking hand in hand.
It is not pulling me down, it is pulling me through, whatever it is.
Nobody can make that right.
And nobody can see.
Can see how I hold back.
Hold back the river of loneliness.
Though a bit older and published before, my thoughts to the one word prompt “eyes”