Pains

it hurt spiritually it hurt physically ache in the born marrow as the massage is send to the brain waiting to heal tomorrow it ache more than a broken heart hurt more than an elegy written to mourn put fear in the body and, makes the whole system miserable it thrust tears out from your heart welcomes torments and groans as the body becomes restless in a twinkle of an eye At the stroke of its madness The eyes becomes red and soiled its expression hurt your emotions and feelings heart beats faster and heavier Because fear is at the door if you would survive it or not But within days, it gone with the winds