We cry not because
we are in pain,
we are sad,
we are worried
nor we are tired.
Sometimes, we cry for happiness,
you know why?
Because we are strong enough
to handle the pain.
We cry because we are brave enough
to explain the truth.
We cry because finally we defeated
the demon inside.
YOU ARE READING
The Garden of Words
RandomThis is not a story. This is a collection of feelings written during those times when I only got my frail heart and mind. And lost the colorful butterfly in my sight.