The rumble and tumble;
those incessant sounds of pain. The soul screems, and loud! but no one hears. No one can see the pain inside the high built walls of beauty,the fairly happy smiles worn like a garment,in our faces. The reeks of death although exuding from depressed tongues are ignored,no one pays attention to those smells..The leaks that never lie.
Common calamity we face,the experience is the same,it's insane! not to recognise the deep thick smells of pure death resembled by those imprisoned by depression!
People have died unnoticed and we've added more grief to their souls as though nature has not sown evils enough!
Everynight they silence their souls,trying to birth hope on their own,like a woman without a womb,they hope and hope in vain,until a sweet voice calls them into the deep, to a world they have never known, from a world they were never known..What an excruciating pain!
Pain..Pain is not an element that can be displayed in our flesh!
It's not,it's not something you can explain. People have waited to see pain in our faces,beneath the beauty and the smile..beneath those blue eyes,without tears..tears that are now silent, and tired from drizzling endlessly down the cheeks.
Pain is not an element you can explain!
K