Her Book Of Sorrow

Heard

   Then she heard herself screaming,
    The envy, the pain , the misery,
   She heard herself whipping
    The hatred and jealousy,
   She heard the voices enticing her,
   She heard her sin, and she heard her bleeding heart,
    She heard her wrong thoughts,
    She heard her melancholy,

   Her heart was heavier than buckets of ice,
   Then she heard her scream, after hearing those tremendous voices that filled her mind.

    She heard her envy, her insecurities,
  And then she heard her sobs as she heard the sounds of her loved making her feel the deep sorrow,
   The pain she was always used of.
As she hear their laughter, she hear nothing but an empty room full of darkness.
  As I hear them talk I hear myself cry with so much hatred and jealousy.