He struggled for years...
Hiding someone’s smears.
Held on to painful tears
Never learned to deal with fears.
Carrying on with scathe,
Stuck in childhood’s dark strath
He walked through a crooked path;
Unleashing all his wraths.
He thrust the knife to her chest.
In return, she took the quest
To ride the journey’s crest.
Dreading downfall abreast
With bewildering flight.
Using strength with all her might.
Clearing her vision for every slight...
Forgiveness given when he 's contrite.
New beginnings repeated at times,
Like swinging pendulum of time.
She braved the highest height...
Still hoping...to see bright light.