Unspoken Yet Heard.
This poetry contains 'she' and that's my mom for me. I really hope you also have that person in life who don't need words to hold you.

I bawled my eyes out hiding from the one I shouldn’t.
Someone I should’ve said please give me 8 minutes,
Some comforting hugs,
Shoulder to lean,
Chest to absorb my soon to make running river.
But,
The words that should come out of the mouth betrayed,
My eyes making crescent moons shining like it while hiding the darkness it keeps.
Corners of the lips going upwards like they just now didn’t just held the pleas.
I bawled my eyes out cloth stuffed in mouth body hiding under the blankets.
But she saw,
She saw the shaking under the blankets,
She heard the yelps cloth tried to absorb,
She heard the sound of running river.
She knew I was breaking down but knew I was hiding,
Let me scream in silence.
And the next day hiding every evidence
But from her nothing could hide
Reading like a book
She read the sore eyes
She heard the voice from sore box
Unable to resist anymore she hugged me while my glistening eyes blurred out .
