We are not beings of fairy tales
rather we are as plain as nails...

There is not a single word
in the dictionary that can...

Each sleep is filled with sorrow
loss won't go away...

Fresh out
from the nest, joy...

If life is a magic wand,
how nice it will be...

If only you can feel Mother Natures grief
you will not strip her of her dignity...

You
have erased...

A new day has come for you and me
true words has set the chains of sorrow free...

No one hears a crying heart
sitting in a corner...

Frustration ruptures and leaks without care
wild screams rage under the cover of night...

I can withstand
the ill words...

It's not over, the pain
and the weight...