*I saw her today
finally she is out of her house.
But she is wearing a coat of despair.
The pain is palpable
I can feel its pressure.
just like the throbbing of my head
before a powerful thunderstorm.
But of course
her pain is in her heart
it cannot escape
by means of lightening
or thunder filled torrents of rain.
And thankfully it is so,
For this world is not capable
of handling the storm
that would be unleashed
by her broken heart.*
Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 4:22 PM UTC
*I saw her today
finally she is out of her house.
But she is wearing a coat of despair.
The pain is palpable
I can feel its pressure.
just like the throbbing of my head
before a powerful thunderstorm.
But of course
her pain is in her heart
it cannot escape
by means of lightening
or thunder filled torrents of rain.
And thankfully it is so,
For this world is not capable
of handling the storm
that would be unleashed
by her broken heart.*