Crying at night
slow tears falling
from both eyes,
loneliness & hollowness
is what she
felt.
Unexpressed, unsaid
imprinted the
scar of the
suffocation
on her soul.
She was a girl
struggling the
desperation to
find happiness
to feel content.
Blessed, blissful life
loving people;
she had everything
yet this emptiness.
But she goes through
tears, wakes up
everyday,
a brand new morning
giving her the hope
to smile.
Tears being worth her
fight at
night.
Jan 7, 2016
Jan 7, 2016 at 11:40 PM UTC
Crying at night
slow tears falling
from both eyes,
loneliness & hollowness
is what she
felt.
Unexpressed, unsaid
imprinted the
scar of the
suffocation
on her soul.
She was a girl
struggling the
desperation to
find happiness
to feel content.
Blessed, blissful life
loving people;
she had everything
yet this emptiness.
But she goes through
tears, wakes up
everyday,
a brand new morning
giving her the hope
to smile.
Tears being worth her
fight at
night.
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