The feeling of not knowing what to do or think

is ripping me from the inside.

Sometimes I feel a boulder on my chest.

My eyes give away the fake smiles I sport.

Still remember that dreadful night…

the hopes of the previous days,

being sucked out of us, shattering our hearts.

The hot and sweaty weather seemed to fade

into a numb chilly one!

A blunt splinter hammered to our hearts;

it never went in but keeps bashing our hearts.

The dreams that followed gave hope;

happiness was what I felt, only to open my eyes

To the feeling of pain and despair; to the truth,

that it really did happen.

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