Deep sores,
that only feels who loved you…

Scabs without relief,
to not show your distress…

Pain and grief,
sadness and affliction…

Learned disappointments,
between the clutches of chagrins…

Roads of sharp stones,
for pride and unreason…

Feigned autocracies,
of power and control…

Hidden bubblers,
between anger and revenge…

How many hearts without a voice…!
How many wounds without forgiveness…!