The Curse on Hollow Bonds

The silence that hides raging storms within you, The smiling eyes concealing a weeping heart, The laughter that veils unspoken pain If they cannot see, cannot feel, cannot know. Such ties are nothing but a curse. A bond is real only when silence speaks, When it hears the language of your tears, When it understands the whispers of your heart Without needing your words. Even behind a thousand smiles, It still sees your sorrow, Even amidst a thousand burdens, It holds you as its own. That is a bond, that is love A shelter for the soul. But those who fail you in your pain, Such ties are better broken, For they are curses, not blessings.