Each tear repersant the scars.
Upon my aching heart.
I felt the emotional sadness.
Growing enormously.
Painting an picture of outter darkness.
As I fight for a clear sight.
I blinked twice hopeing to eliminated.
The cries of many floods in my eyes.
That cause a blurry vision on a cold windynight.
Wiping the moisture from the bridge of my nose.
Wishing this pain will vanish.
From my mental thoughts.
But deep inside I know that would never happen.
As long as the past exist,the pain too will exist.
The wicked shadow violated my privacy by entering.
Within my soul unwanted.
Leaving a depressing image upon my face.
For others to witness the permitted wound.
That will forever be.
Like memories stuck in my head.
Hopeing and praying for this horror to stop.
But yet I have no control of this cold pain.