Does it hurt you? No it Kills Me!

Have you ever felt that pain

the pain which is not physical.

A sharp object is piercing over me

without a physical wound,

My skin is drifting into two

without blood and flesh,

Huge stone falls over my neck

I can't speak, I can't cry

but I can breathe

Can't feel neither my voice nor my eyes

all I can feel is the pain...

My eyes couldn't see anything but, Someone is walking far away from me

He holds something with him...

It was a clean murder

No blood, No Sound, No Cries

Someone is walking far away from me

He holds something with him

Looks like my Heart..

It's still pumping, I'm breathing

without a soul

Does it hurt you? No it Kills me

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