Will I ever be able to forgive myself for all the pain I have caused to myself?
Will I be able to return my eyes the debt of those tears which I have taken out to feed my crying soul?
Will I be able to talk to my clogged and choked voices and let them cry and shout out loud?
Will I be able to allow my cheeks to crave for smiles and not for the teary pearls?
Will I be able to tell myself that while pieces of me are falling apart, they should not fall over and over again, because once broken completely, I would not stay the same.
A part of me would become corroded for always....