Author's Note
Untitled because there is no name for feelings.

Untitled - Veronica, 01 March, 2005
Why does it hurt when it shouldn't?
How is it so, that suffering comes, even in the depts of confinement?
I tried abandoning human emotions, humans bonds.
As it is for those I love that I mourn.
I hide behind,
Masks of pain,
Pretending to be fine,
And swear to myself - Never love again.
Love is perfect only in books and fairytales,
When I hit rock bottom, all else bails.
Where is the brotherhood?
The trust I was promised?
Betrayal. Hatred. Pain.
All this finds ways to my heart again and again.