It has been said, 'time heals everything, every deep wound. But no, i dont agree... The wounds remain, the scars remain.. We never heal, neither the pain abate with time. With time being the consistent patron of problems, We only know how to manipulate the situations , we become mature with time.. But the wounds still remain, the scars still remain.. With time we know how to camouflage our anguish by the fake smile, But when it's night we know how to unwind our heart by wailing, under the moonlight. ||~i never did heal, I just forced myself to forget the shit that happened.. I never did heal, my deep wounds stopped bleeding now. I never did heal, but yes I picked myself back up and wiped my own tears.... I have grown from things that meant to break me ~|| I get stronger day by day, But those wounds are still as fresh as yesterday..
My favorite colour, is the colour of moon.. May be silver or white ( made of diamond) Sometimes golden ( made of gold) But wait! Which colour makes it visible? Oh! It is the colour of dark night sky.. ( Black) Which makes The moon visible. Which contains the happiness of moon.. I love the black night sky. It's unbounded, It's inexpressable.. It's beautiful, it's so lovely. The chum of my beloved (moon) The companion of a painfull heart, confidant of an unescorted soul. And the time to discharge tears. Combination of all the colours make this colour Black Hence called the most dynamic colour.. @writersnetwork#colour#wod @fromwitchpen@inked_selenophile