I look at the pain

That bleeds from your eyes

Red tears leaving wet trails behind

On cheeks that blushed once with innocence

Now stain red with scars unnoticed.

I look at you

Working, studying, working all the time

Trying to run away from your past

But in nights when the world stops

Your demons awaken in dreams

Memories that once made you smile

Now make you shriek in pain, so much pain

Each night, the white pillows stain

Red, with tears that flow from your eyes.

Life goes on

Days pass by

Hours race ahead

But what remains

Is hurt that you try to escape;

All in vain.

~insight07

This poem was inspired by a real life experience of a mate. Such stories often fill me with hatred for mankind.

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