| My Pain submitted anonymously If you were to look deep into my eyes, you would see a sadness that does not show it's self on my face. A sadness that goes to the heart and never leaves. How do I handle so much sadness you ask? Why am I not on my knees crying? I will tell you why. Because I can control the sadness and I am used to it being there. The sadness never leaves, instead it stays and builds up the oain and eventually the blackness comes. Even though you can see all this. Does it change you? Do you care anymore than you did? Or are you just going to forget the pain and sadness you saw me in? |
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