Days pass by somehow,
But nights now are a wagon of pain,
Injuries may heal with time,
But marks will always remain,
Restless on my comfortable bed,
I toss and turn and try to sleep,
But thoughts are bulking my heart,
And have formed a huge heap,
The past is flashing its scorching light beams,
Tearing me a part, breaking me at the seams,
The darkness of my life is more visible in the dark,
And now i am trying to give it a voice,
Trying to speak my heart..........
