Mirage….

Pain kills me softly….
Blood ozing so gently….
I even shed tears…
And there is a fears in me….
But i don’t have to be worry….
Becose your there to comfort…
You hold my hand, and i hold yours tight….
Everytime you hear me mowing in pain….
There is a smile in you’re face that i cant imagine and wondering ….why?
It’s done….
It’s finish the pain….
The work of love is made….?
Tattoo is on my skin….
It was a mirage….
A tattoo’s that we both had in our skin…
One heart…..one mind….one body….

This poem was submitted by mirage @mahusay aken11308.