In darkness, convulsive weeping, endless tears.
Memories of you and things never to be.
Eternal pain with no end in sight. Everlasting misery.
It feels like my heart has ripped up its roots and is beating in my throat.
Moist pillow of sadness, swollen, burning eyes that are not seen by anyone.
Regret and loss.
How could you be so empty so as not to show compassion.
How could you be so hurtful for the sake of your freedom.
How free can you be when you have no feelings. |