The journey in her Tears

Unclad, I stand clothed by the colour of life.
Ready to embark on a journey through my thoughts.
Pounds of pain puncture my heart,
My wounds as deep as atunnel of tragedy;
As I walk in the cover of the night my journey begins.
I move but my steps never leave the ground,
Behind my eyes is a pocket of tears;
I want to forget, to relieve myself of the burden I carry.
I seek solution in midst of pain
I hold on to memories filled with studendous swarm of secrets,
My wound I try to wash away with words.
internal torment the architect of my despair,
It hijacks my being and terriorizes mu being.
I seek a way out, an escape.
But nothing happens until it all pours out
tears dripping down my cheeks
Breaking down the wall of my internal torment,
The tears, seasoned with salt of reality
Paints out my fears in rivulets of sad water
Could it be?
What it?
Is it possible?
Maybe we are meant to be but not together
Our destiny intertwined but our paths now differ
As I approach the end of my journey
I gaze up and get lost in the stars.