Maybe I Can Fool Myself

Maybe, I

Am learning to live with

Arrows lodged in my throat.

Avoiding you, my gaping wound,

So things won't hurt as much.

I'll pretend that there

Is nothing wrong,

Until I've even convinced myself

That I'm alright.

No more dancing

In the rain

To indulge the pain I'm in.

I won't speak a word

Of how badly I have suffered

Through all these years.

Not one more tear

Will leave these eyes,

Until the day

I'm really fine.