A silent cry

Darkness is all I can see and feel.

Am I really making it a big deal?

It is only me who knows what had happened.

And, how it had happened.

How could I trust so easily?

How could I just let it happen to me?

How could I just sit back and see?

What has happened is gone.

I know I can't change it and should move on.

But how do I heal my soul,

For it is wounded deeply.

The tearless agony of which

Will never lessen an inch...