Broken

Bitter cries,
Foolish mistakes,
Painful regrets,
Wounded soul,
Broken heart.


Holding them all back was a torture, a great one. A good cry would only do so much.


The Whys still lingering in the head when everything has happened. Just too late to change the facts.


One can never accomplish the letting go portion, it just takes too much of everything. Too draining, agonising and depressing. Many have said time can heal. How much can time really heal oneself? Can all the pains, sorrows, regrets be all gone?


One cannot help to think the worst of all that had happened. Until then, the broken one is only left behind.