She says shes sad
but tries to hide it...
As my words slid across this paper. My eyes swell...
My walls are crumbling,
defeated under constant attacks...
Life isn't worth the pain,
It really isn't worth the sorrow...
As i sit here thinking about every hurtful thing...
When i think about all those times you've pushed...
Shivering from coldness, she sits alone
in the abandoned forest of over grown trees...
Morning rises, cheeks dried out.
Youth wasted in between the tears...
Standing still, not moving at all.
Wondering again where I went wrong...
Baradah, the drying river
would you send my spine a shiver...
The voices that screamed their protests
so loud yet so silent...
Awaken by dreams that burn,
Frightened by cries in the mind...
Finally she reached out for help..
Only to hear everyone be so...