The room is dark; a child's reflection appears in the mirror.
The story is very clear.
The words run through the mind -
"No more - Stop! - What did I do?" As tears run down.
It's not the pain on the outside that hurts -
For the child knows - like so many times before,
That pain will heal - colors will change and go away.
It's the scares deep inside that are unforgiving and seem to stay.
The fear and tears wondering, what did I do!
Glancing back into the mirror, asking is this really me - alone - scared of the night.
No laughter - no smile - will this nightmare ever come to an end?
No one hears or understands you.
As you feel like you can reach no more - you say, "I'm tired now - I'll cry no more.
I want to sleep and sleep I will." For tomorrow brings tears and fears.
A smile - laughter, not only on the outside, but also on the inside.
May this nightmare come to an end or somewhat understood.
For I can take no more pain. To hear no more silent cry in the night.