Pain

Just laying on the bed, face, towards the pillow .. Tears are coming from those eyes... Heart is broken, and her soul, cries... Nothing is wounded, nothing bleeds, Still this excruciating pain has increased.... She is strong but still she pleads, To get a relief from this piercing grief.... Her pillow is all soaked up, Her gloomy eyes are puffed..... Laying on bed like a dead, Having the memories in her head... Full of elation, full of mourns, She is living in the scariest thorns.... she is queen not a kern, Still she gets deadliest burns...