What She Doesn’t Know
He says,
What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her,
like lies are soft blankets,
like truth is a weapon to hide.
But I feel the cold edge beneath the words,
the weight of silence heavier than screams.
His betrayal started a lie of hurt
that will rock her world and break her heart in two,
so yes, it will hurt her,
whether it’s silenced or loud.
What she doesn’t know is already bruised,
already breaking.
There’s no shelter in shadows, no peace in silence,
only the echo of promises shattered.
And when the quiet falls, the cracks grow loud,
because the hardest truth is what’s left unspoken.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (3)
Sid (before me) has the perfect cliche response to the cliche "what she doesn't know won't hurt her".. is He Eve or is She Eve? hahahha. Maybe He doesn't know that She already knows.
truth always will come out
Yes, the cost of suppression is too dear. Well-said, Marie.