Whispers Unheard

my friend I've met you in the most peculiar way I feel what you feel I cry as though we speak..... my friend your not alone in this world I too have felt the loneliness the fear.. one day life won't seem so cold you'll see the wondrous ways of human kind....... crying so loud but a cry that isn't heard in hearts or oides of others... shamefully I speak of remorse and guilt as for me a life altering journey... A blade that cuts me open doesn't leave a trace but grasping for comfort it bleeds blood of sorrow blood of death......