I Never Heard The Blackbird Sing

No one saw his tears, and there was no one to share his pain. The feeling that no one cared caused even a darker, sinister and oppressive cloud to descend upon him. The pain inflicted with the precision of a surgeon's knife burned deeply within his already tortured soul. Get over it, the wound will heal, he had heard it all before, but after the wound healed, the scar would remain a lifetime to remind him. How does one remove the scars of a tortured past? He had long ago mastered the art of suffering in silence, but he also had learned that silent suffering was a great tormentor.