Pain I never thought I would feel so happy to feel it.
Its better then feeling nothing.
Anger fuels inside me its so strong even I can't control it.
Hatred so fierce it shatters walls amongst glass prevails it from being seen by the naked eye its there yet you can't see it like the mistakes you made.
Empty vessels trying to be filled yet they remain empty; never to be filled. Trust broken because none is true to their word.
Tears maybe shed but not noticed. Hearts weaker as time pass nothing can make them strong.
Blood is not thicker then water it proves to be weaker.
Havoc created from torn hearts scattered every where yet no one is willing to collect them and mend them together.
Truth is nothing can be done about this.
Can it be fixed?
