THE TEARS OF A WOMAN.

[IL CAPO]

This is for you my dear faceless friend, IL CAPO cares.

 

 

Never before has she seen

the happiness of a sunny day

most emotions now drained

all she feels now is her own pain

her own very suffering

for what she thinks is love

A love that is not returned

a love misplaced and misused

constantly looking for what it should be.

 

her face shows the fear in her soul

the existence of her heart and

she cries out with the blood

spilled before her and from her

and she cries out to almighty Allah

for certain happiness in her life

searching deep within her own tired mind

emotions and her own lovely image

fake kisses placed upon blank paper

does not create tranquility of the mind.

 

hair glanced down across her face

her mind lost within overwhelming thoughts

It's a problem she has tried to solve

many times before now,but to no avail

something that has only brought her

more pain and hurts her deeply

and she cries out only to be ignored

by those who once loved her beautiful looks

and she cries out after each night of

the raging anger and uncompassionate beatings.

 

so she remains hidden within the darkness

suffering in the silence of the night

safely hidden from those passing by

making up false excuses to protect

the privacy of her slowly dying beliefs

her heart beats on and so does the pain

corrupting her soft flesh with a tint of red

it all stays locked away so deeply within

a moving picture shown to no one

she will take the shame to the grave with her.

 

learning never to challenge fate's ways

and she cries out, blood slowly tracing

the darkness of her path

covering up her tracks

and she cries out only to go

unnoticed and to end up

taking more of the blame.

 

 

Power Lasts Ten Years,Passion Lasts Forever and Prison lasts With The Pocket But Pain Not More Than Hundred Years.IL CAPO.

Peace.

[IL CAPO]

Her Last Words.

 

Do you ever get that feeling

like there is nothing inside

like you just can't be dealing

just want to run and hide

this pain is too much to be feeling

why the hell am I feeling this way?

this wound wont ever be sealing

i just want to smile again

loneliness follows me

haunts and swallows me whole

it hollows my battered soul

pain has taken its toll

this is not my role to fill

in the darkness fear of the kill

not to die screaming is a thrill

echoes through the darkness bring tranquillity.