Gazing at the stars I look at my fading scars The unseen hurt , The unheard cry I wish the pain inside would die
I go through this once more Will there ever be a door Which would take me far away To an unknown gateway
But the blade is my friend When I reach dead ends He hears me scream ....hears me moan A smirk on his lips appear as I groan
My face has turned pale ...my fingers blue He says my untimely death is now due I look around , but darkness is all i see In this cold hour a warm hand is all I need
This poem is for the ones who tears were never wiped ...their cry which was never heard .....I hope they find their solace ....just like I found mine 💕