Wednesday, 6 May 2015

Even My Tears Hurt

My tears fall too often,
like river streams.
My fears call too often,
in different dreams.

A lonely life it will be,
fate has made that for me.
Solitude and darkness,
everything that's for me.

Broken and shattered,
sharp and cracked pieces.
Nothing ever mattered,
not even my feelings.

It hurts so very much,
living my life alone.
There's no one to touch,
and no one at home.

Even my tears hurt,
and my heart is screaming.
Even my fears curse,
and my heart is bleeding.

Not a single word,
in this dreadful world,
will be enough
for how much it hurts...

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