Silent tears Each day as the evening starts to set The ache builds in her chest She knows she must go to bed And try to get some rest She hugs her tearstained pillow close When no one is around And cries for one she loved and lost And screams without a sound Others see her in the day And think she is doing well But everyday as evening sets She enters her own hell Time hasn’t healed her pain at all Or quieted her fears So every night, alone in bed She sheds those silent tears