Listen to the silence
It could open up your mind
Things inside your heart
Could be unwrapped and you will find

Listen to the raindrops
They could speak up a thousand words
How they could test your strength
You would catch a million swords

Listen to the wind
It could tell you a new story
A heart that makes a confession
Saying the mending word- sorry

Listen to my melody
It could be a song of pain
Seclusion maybe the best option
If someone dear will gain.

I love reading your books
but cannot anymore.
I burst into tears
each time I open that door,
the one that leads into
the library of your heart.

I'm a warrior
But not like any other
The enemy isn't other people
It's in my head
I fight and strive
In hopes that I'll survive
The storms of hatred
Towards me from within me
It's a self-made war
Within my mind
Within my soul
I'm a warrior and I hope I won't lose this war

Pains gauging  
           emotions...

Looking across the room

my pain relief...