Dark Waters by Mike Williams 07/24/2016 @ 8:47 P.M.

Dark waters run deep beneath the appearence of their still, 
Calm upon the surface but the undercurrent can easily kill. 

You say a word that wounds me and I grin in silent surprise, 
Holding back tears that long to flow in private behind my eyes. 

You hear me speak or pay no attention to my voice on the phone, 
And yet you think you know me because I sound the same alone. 

I have long hidden my innermost side and my secret shy fragility, 
And dare not show my deeper truth for the shallow you see. 

Thirty sleeping pills later I awake and sound cheerfull when you call, 
I put on a brave face knowing dark waters run deep beneath it all.