Each day as evening starts to set,
The ache builds in her chest,
She knows that she must to go bed,
And try to get some rest.
She hugs her tears trained pillow close,
When no one is around,
And cried for she love and lost,
And screams without a sound.
Other see her in the day,
And think she's doing well,
But everyday as evening sets,
She enters her own hell.
Time isn't healed her pain at all,
Or quieted her fears,
So every night, alone in bed
She sheds those silent tears.
❤❤❤
Love,riyo❤
YOU ARE READING
A LONELY
Short StoryI know everything Happens for A Reason , But. Sometimes , I wish I knew what that. Reason was. :'( <\3 [ rank #90 on 23 Jan, 2017 ]
