Pain

I was a young girl, walking in a crowded street…

And then my heart started to sting…

My arms, unable to move…

But my feet continue to walk.

In pain, I was indeed…

Pain that is physically I do not posses…

Pain that only my heart can feel.

As I move along… I saw people staring at me…

I began to wonder…

I feel coldness in my cheeks… a subtle coldness that brought upon by a warm feeling…

Feeling I could not demise.

I started shaking…

I feel the coldness in my shoulders…

Enveloping my neck down to my spine…

Oh pain…

10 minutes have passed… I stopped in front of a building…

The building where I planned to go.

The place where it all started,

The place where I feel the pain the most.

I entered… The guard didn’t seem to stop me…

I once feel that I belong here but now I feel lost…

I entered a room… a room where I used to blurt out all the pain

A room where I can see what the pain did to me…

As I look up and saw my reflection…

Tears that I haven’t noticed began to flow more…

Tears that wet my face while I walked down the street…

Tears that soiled my shirt… below my neck

And just above where my heart is.

Tears that I failed to noticed… I suddenly see

Tears that were brought up by pain…

Tears that started rolling…

When I saw my man walked passed me by…

In the clutches of his wife.