Tears Changed…

The reason for me to come,
To this world still wonders me.
Like the first spring flower,
I was young, fresh and innocent.
Curious to know all the feelings inside,
Childhood was familiar with joy and happiness.
Slowly slowly feelings changed so mystically,
Tears made my eyes watery and misty,
The pain blocked my thoughts and vision.
I was sucked into abyss with these new feelings,
It was so dark here and so painful to be.
Each morning I get up wondering …
Where did all that happiness go?
Why can’t I hold my tears any more?
Is this the way I have to live rest of my life?
When and how did my tears of,
Joy changed into tears of pain…

 

© 2012 Pimmi Nag