The distance between sanity and the time that you must heal, the agony of reality. Where no one can relate to how you feel.
The darkness of a shallow point that spreads through your heart, the horrific thought of the event that tears your world apart. The grief of not knowing what the future holds, how fast time goes by, more precious than gold. So hard amd painful to live that you hate to evn try. The harshness of a thought when life passes you by. Like the sweet smell of a Rose that sometimes grows a thorn. It leaves you in despair. Your heart forever scorned. The Hell that you dreamt, has somehow comes true. That covers the sunrise in your heart. Your life forever blue. To lose to an emptiness and your feelings unspoken for, Is something enexplainable. A disease that has no cure. Things become meaningless amd hope you deny, the sob story of us all when a life passes you by. It moves quickly as not to be heard. As it softly passes by without a touch of a hint, your soul slowly begins to die. At the faintest whimper, they can hear the silence of you cry and destinys hands begin to unfold as life continues to pass us by,
About the Creator
Isabel Ana Zavala
Have been loving to write since a child. Never got anything published, I write more for myself. My everyday life. My children, My illnesses. The darkness we all have, The lightness we all want.


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