Was just wandering like a lost kid,
In the darkness permeated woodland.
With bleeding cuts all over my body so brutal,
Of all those occured due the horrendous situations and people.
Where could be the trust?
When it's always like a broken clock hung to the wall hopeless.
Sharp spears targeted heading towards me,
Never knew it was from my only beloved.
Who cared those cuts? who wiped the tears?
Instead trashed each day...