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Nobody knows.

No one knows the black abyss into which they fell.
No one knows the pain that hides behind my smile.
No one knows my anguish and fear in opening his door every morning thinking I've done something stupid and final or has found the courage to run away from us, as he wishes.
No one knows what it means to live with two hyper-depressed and suffering from post traumatic stress.
Nobody knows of my almost sleepless nights, passed to call me stupid,
for my absurd desire for motherhood ',
passed to ask my mother up there,' cause on this.
Nobody knows of my prayers unnecessary and unheard.
Nobody knows the trouble I get up every morning and think who do I have to do,
with hatred for my daughter or the children's behavior and stupid about my husband? Or maybe someone
now share my anxieties.
not say nothing, sit next to me, and take his hand.
enough for me 'to feel less alone.