Silent tears

Each day as evening starts to set , The ache builds in her chest , she knows that she must go to bed, And try to get some rest , She hugs her tears stained pillow close, when no one is around , And cries for one she loved and lost , and screams with out 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 hasnt healed her pain at all or quieted her fears , so every night ,alone in bed she shed those silent tears ......