Fear of falling deeper than i already am. Tears fall faster as i hear no words, see no movement, feel no touch.
Anger arouses as the pain rips a hole deeper in my soul.
Do you hear my cry, do you see my tears fall heavily off my pale white cheek, do you like the pain i feel?
Does it allow you happiness to see me crying?
As my fear rises higher and higher, do you need to play my heart as a warrior plays his war drum?
You have started a war that you have already finished.
I am no more, your blade pierced my soul.