I am hurt.
My pain throbs deep within.
So clear and sharp. Yet, unseen.
My tears tremble out into the open.
So pure and fast. Yet, full of sadness.
My memories replay near by.
So together and subtle. Yet, broken and useless.
My heart calls for life.
So strong and quick. Yet, the life dies.
Though, I am freed, too.
The cage has fallen now. I am no longer trapped.
My heart and eyes may finally speak:
The tears of my eyes are the memories of my heart.
And the ones around me finally understand.
Though, the darkness has not lifted, I am no longer lost in it.
This, is my end.
My sorrowful, yet enlightened, end.
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