Eyes Full of Life, Soul Full of Scars by Caelum1Infernum

I'm tired. Body beaten, soul exhausted. The mind is weary. Eyes full of life, but hidden sadness behind them. Unimaginable pain has been endured, but no one knows them—only me and my mind have been through it. Me and me. Alone. The suffering has never been whispered to others. Everything is kept secret. In my mind. No one can see it. No one can touch it. No one can even smell it. It will be kept unseen, untouchable, and concealed forever. All that hardship will die with me when they bury me six feet under. Only God can tell you my sorrow. I will not utter a word. You have to find out through God Himself. --- I wrote this on Hive https://peakd.com/aliveandthriving/@caelum1infernum/eyes-full-of-life-soul-full-of-scars-by-caelum1infernum