My eyes are dry, no tears to ease this ache, 
‎A heavy stone sits crushing in my chest. 
‎I yearn for sleep, for final peaceful break, 
‎A quiet end, a long-awaited rest. 

But pain returns with too familiar sting, 
‎The truth revealed, a bitter, poisoned dart. 
‎Why does this world deny me anything, 
‎Except the chance to tear myself apart? 

I dared to trust, to open up my door, 
‎To let the sunshine in, however brief. 
‎But darkness crept across the wooden floor, 
‎And friendship turned to agonizing grief. 

‎Again I built my trust on shifting sand, 
‎And offered open arms with hopeful smile. 
‎Again, betrayed, I watch my castle grand 
‎Collapse in ruins, leaving me exile. 
‎ 
‎The hurt is deep, pain doesn"t seem to end, 
‎Each breath's a struggle, every heartbeat's sore. 
‎Is this my fate, to trust and then descend 
‎Into this darkness, deeper than before?