The sight of the other halfto which you adore and share a laugh
Now you see them tainted black
as they did an act to which they cannot turn back.
The former, now shocked and shattered,
and the tears start flowing as it is now battered,
An end to this sorrow is what I need,
an end to this battle that I have to succeed.
The bomb has been detonated
the pain remains and can never be regenerated
The one who suffered the pain will leave without question
and let the one who hurt them suffer with no exception
YOU ARE READING
Words Beyond the Horizon
PuisiThis is just a separate book that is or will be filled with original hand-written poems from yours truly.