Always giving hope…
But never healing the scares…
Fear is all that fuels the hate…
Living is hell…
Once I heard an angel sing…
“Earths loss is heavens gain”…
The pain it brought unbearable…
But all it brought was hope…
But never healed the scares…
Everything in this life…
Is made by pleasure or pain…
Maybe it’s just some cruel joke…
Maybe it’s all just a game…
But whatever it is…
It’s all the same…
Always giving hope…
But…never healing the scares…
........ alls fighting their own scares... some without even a tiny ray of hope..! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
healing is accepting the pain... just be honest of the pain...things would heal in itself.....if fears comes in..... healing is nothing...make it a something that those pain will turn to a challenge of hope....then you'll be a wounded healer..thank you... you make my life... a thing to remember the pain.. a 10 point