A Thread of Sorrow

 

Whilst I stay on the abyss,

I gaze at stars far and high.

In a perfect mess of sorrow

tears find hard, to choose a reason.

It's never dark and clouded,

but its rarely seen visible.

My vision are nothing but blurred,

And my eyes look out for light in vain.

Nights haven't passed without wet pillows,

nor without cursed  sleepless hours .

Days haven't ended with smiles

nor with a light peaceful heart.

I stretch my delicate hands,

yet happiness slips far away.

My fragile heart leaps forward

yet solitude hinders me.

Silence flood my mind.

lashing over my memories;

breaking them cruelly.

I hear nothing, only its shatterring echoes.

When l run into my room.

with fear, tear and rage ;

I never knew a storm of needles awaits

with a single aim to prick me.

I tried to cry; but I couldn't.

I tried to run ; but I wouldn't.

l tried to fall ; but I couldn't.

I tried to die ; but I wouldn't.

Amidst this tangled scenario

My strength is hidden within the air .

Cowardice provided a shield and,

made me prone to a heavy heart.

Now I can't say I've nothing;

I've enough sorrows and tears,

A pieced heart; numb and still

and finally a soulless body.