The pain and the hurt
Is all around me, sweet torture,
There’s so much I cannot nurture,
I cannot even see, I am blind
Of the tears that keep arriving.
Although the tears water my eyes,
These teardrops are trapped in my denial,
I feel only a desert within me,
Even if the water keeps running free
In front of my wounded eyes.
There is only darkness in my core
And I fear the sun to lighten my soul,
Too afraid to see the truth revealed,
Transparencies that I always concealed
While I was asleep for a lifetime.
The water is pouring all around me
But it seems to be only oily drops
That can hurt my skin sometimes
And make me soak along my spine
Until I feel winter in my bones.
My reflection is glowing beneath my feet
But I dare not to look down,
In these waters I would only drown
As I’m not to breathe without support,
Too many times I had fallen before.
