A word, a phrase, a sentence you utter
could leave a mark that would stain forever.
A small mistake that occur unexpectedly
changes her whole world undoubtedly.
A scar that is left from being wounded,
the sound of sorrow that echoed and lingered
indicates the end of a long-fought battle
Neither you won nor lost, no one can tell.
The misery of loneliness that crawls throught the night
a picture depicted from a painful sight
and a hope of no return, under six feet under
is but a broken young lady that could love NEVER.
-i made this poem during my internship days, wala kasing magawa eh.. walang utos kaya, sulat.sulat muna. :D
