Whispering Pain

Severely real, the harsh words quietly unknown, silently weeps the flame, the same games sorrows as one cries beneath the pain laying foundations the hurts in disguises only not realizes in the picture as the view seems so real not understanding, nor knowing the real deal the grief, undercover through a thick cloud darkness sets in no light to be found a silent cry scene beautiful spoken the hurt and pain through sorrows, with called names whispering pain fame, gold, richest extravagant jewels making up with flowers as all things renewals the end result no more pain Glory, the light, came.