Comfort

The rain is the only comforting thing left in this world
It washes away my fear
My sorrow and the constant reminder that my life has turned to ash
I want to scream but instead a single tear escapes my eye
Damn my pride
Even now hidden on this dark abandoned road I cannot show my inner weakness
It seems only death can release me of this life
This pain
This burden
But alas that wait seems to last an eternity

Reviews

[Pax]

we all know i think that death is the shortest demise and i guess its always be a start of a new beggining yet again... so i really think its not the answer to your pain... Pain will always be there but someday time will heal or someone will come along and heal your dying soul... showing weakness is not always meant your weak...and overcoming it makes you stronger than before.. keep writing my friend.. your doing good...

[Kiari Sabon]

thank you