Tuesday, January 17, 2006
My story
"Crickets chirping,
the shattering silence matching.
Emptiness, helplessness,
resides within.
Watching the tears fall,
nothing you could do.
A tea, a bun,
was all to offer.
Love makes and breaks,
a heartless creature.
Sympathizing words,
fall into silence.
Silence, is all I could bear."
What hurt most isn't the pain inflicted on yourself, but that of the pain you see in the eyes of people around you.
Clare [12:26 AM]
