Through the hill,Through the mountain
Walking silently
& feeling the pain.
That given pain
can't be healed.
That broken heart
can't be built.

From the deep inside
Something beating so fast,
Hardly trying from mind
To forget those bitter past.

Feeling like going to be lost
Preparing for the worst.
Foggy mind still had hopes inside
But the destiny of mine
can't divine.

P.S.>> An Amateur Rhymer