• cherubium 5w


    I don't know if tears would be my friends I would never left alone
    If sadness could be my motherland I would do anything at a ease

    I don't even know my weep appreciate the pain inside me.
    If I could cry nonetheless the air around me couldn''t know what I was going through, how could anyone could notice the reason behind that.

    I don't that suffering is so personal since we battle alone to get pacified from it.