To love, to care and to believe...

The wound bleeds
The pain does not subside
And all the things that pleased,
Now brings the hatred and frustration

Around  all getting gray,and leaden
Paints left your life...
A quiet existence
The pain is growing from inside,
Compresses all, without exception,

And slowly breaks, cuts all fine particles
That were designed to love,to care and trust
And changing them in sadness, apathy and anger
And hatred to all that was so dear,important

And closing in your own little world,
You're looking for the light at the end of the tunnel,
To learn to live again, to love,to care and trust
And do the right steps to things
That filled your body with a light, colors,and beauty

But  when you find this light already, and everything like going right,
The same so unexpected pain, sadness, frustration is knocks you down,
And wound again is bleeding , and pain does not cease to subside...
As the blade cuts through it all and turns again a paint into black...
Destroying everything to which you went,
Learning anew to love,to care and to believe...