The reasons for the scars that does not heal,
the feelings within that you cannot deal.
The sight that brings back the unwanted pass,
the sounds that you hear that you dare not ask.
The touch that warms your blood have now turned cold,
the light that once shone has now faded.
The wounds that go too deep.
The unforgettable past that haunts.
The reason for living has turned meaningless.
The voices that are lost in the wind.
The blades that once hurt has turned numb.
The will that once withstood has now vanished.
Soft lights glittering in the silence of the night,
why do people feel?
Droplets of rain fell down from the sky,
why do people think?
Darkness that swallows the light,
why do people hurt?
