of all the words that were never spoken, there is nothing left to say,
i am left heart broken and too weary to want to carry on throughout the day
laying in warm covers and bed hard as a rock, there is no sleep to accompany me in this lonely, black lit night
i speak no words, i trust no one, my heart is on lock, it's cold with the icy, numb feeling of frost bite
in search for someone for comfort, no one comes near, and now i know why
i can not tell anyone what has caused my pillow to grow damp with a tear, no one even knows that in the night i cry,
a stabbing feeling in my side it hurts to breathe, why does a tear physically hurt you?
i won't