Sonnets of darkness: Silent Tears
No one needs a photographic memory when it comes to all the pain others inflict on us
When it comes to pain , everyone of us has had his own share of it. Yet, many of us deal with it in differet ways.To me, i've kept my silent tears to myself for a while.I wanted to write something that teenagers or other young adults might relate to.Yet, the only thing that seemed to pop up on my mind was painful memories about life childhood and other stuff.You know you can't stop your pen from writing when it is determined to remind you of lots of things you were trying to forget by writing. If i learned something from that , it is that writing all about can help in some cases overcome the hard times.Our pens as writers here on hubpages is a mighty weapon with which some people can relate to or even give some pieces of advice when it comes to dealing with life issues.Enjoy the silence and don't stop writing no matter what!
Faking bloody Smiles
Surrounded by raging fires.
With no will to live, i kept my silent tears,
my own.Not even sharp blades,
can cut through the tormenting silence.
Time is my only killer.
Yet, loneliness in murder.
Pushing me once again into the edje. Falling
Into the infinite dark black hole of agony and suffering.
I can no longer silence my tears
No longer bury my fears.
My heart is aching
and the pain is painstaking.
The pain eats me up. Reminding
Me none stop of all the tormenting
Memories of others watching me burning.
I cried a thousand times , begged
The gods for mercy. Like the dead
I surrender to the dark.
Falling into the black
hole of suicide.My cries were in Vain
Whenever they savored my pain.
I can cry harder than the furies.
Now that my life is over all that remains is memories δℓєηт тέâяδ
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