Tears stream down my face. The pain that my heart feels is so great. I feel like a bird who seeing her masters desire pierces her heart on a thorn to make a rose bush blossom just so he could have a red rose. Yet he never sees the sacrifice and my dead body is thrown on to a garbage heap. My sacrifice in vain.
I feel that way right now. My heart pierced by a thorn and the thorn will not be removed. So i must learn to live with this pain to soldier on. As my mum would say suck it in youre weak. Stop your crying. You silly girl where will your tears take you. But then no matter how hard i try my heart is bleeding and so my tears cant stop.