• The whisper in the wind, silently cries out the pain I hold within my heart.

    Can you here it?

    The rain that falls from the skies up above hits me like a sword would the heart

    Can you feel it?

    The bark of a tree, shows me the scars that I hide deep down inside of me.

    Can't see it?

    All the pain of love, hides the real me. I am invisibly shaken.