My Pain Is Real

The sorrow in my mourning heart
the shutter of my weakened body
the burning in my tearful eyes
the longing of a hug in my empty arms

I can feel my heart slowly fade
I can feel my depression grow strong within
never ceasing to rest
never ceasing to smile

I'm alone all the time
even when I'm surrounded by people
I'm crying all the time
even when my eyes are dry

My hands shake uncontrollably
my feet constantly move
my mind never relaxed
my heart broken forever

thoughts of you

In the sleepless and silent nights; thoughts of you makes every thing shiny, lively and bright. Though we might have shared fewest times together, but I live with charming thoughts of you.

And in the lonely days, the thing that makes me feel to be in congregation, are 'thoughts of you'