Eyes stinging with scorching sorrow
Teeth barred, gritting with pain
When does temporary relief become lasting
Why does healing have to feel this way
Will peace that flutters by precariously
Ever decide to be present and remain
Will I ever outgrow the after effects
Of all the tumultuous woes I know
Will sanity or autonomy ever be associated with my name
Is there anything to save my soul
Or is this simply life as we know it
Until my existence disappates
Ⓒ AyalaRain
To Make Your Day Sweet 