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.