Holding other hearts,

Mending them fine;

I forgot to ask,

Who hurt mine?

Holding other hands,

Making their pains go away;

I forgot to ask,

Mine not to come in the way.

Oh you won't see the scars,

Nor hear my screams,

That the demons make me,

Do in my dreams.

I tried to hide, all the

Emotions in my eyes;

But alas! No one even,

Tried to look into my eyes.

~☆~✧~✧~☆~

The pain of my heart flowing through my eyes - in blood.

Anna