Twenty years after,
She saw herself once more
The same old lonely night
Same bone chilling emptiness
That familiar empty bed
Weary sadness
She tried to comfort herself
She wanted to weep through joy
She wanted to gaze only serenity
But it was just a borrowed bliss
Everything she felt is certain
The pain is even more tormenting
She was undoubtedly hurt.
by: Anz
January 06, 2016
