Breaking Down

Lying silently on the edge of bed,

Embracing my pillow cause that's all I had.

Trying hard to suppress the cries,

Wishing that somethings in me die.

From crying to get things I wanted,

To crying to sleep cause I feel haunted.

To crying alone away from others,

So that the mumbles never reach another.

When alone I feel my eyes getting wet,

I tried asking myself why but answers I never get.

It happens so suddenly that I have no choice,

It happens so hard that I cannot raise my voice.