What's normal now:
seeing my mom crying whenever she is left alone at home going to the cemetery during sundays after my duty sleeping in my bed with an empty space beside me crying whenever i look at my sister's dress in her closet having to put a brave front when i'm with my mother learning to smile and put a happy facade fakely a heart full of hate...hating life itselfWhen will this agony end???....when can i see the light? the promise of a new dawn? will i ever see it again?
