The wet paper

I was so cruel

that i bled out all my pain

on a piece of paper .

A innocent piece of paper

unaware of all the pains of life .

yes, this cruel me told him 

the untold pain, us human 

carry today .

i made the paper wet

with tears of my eyes .

The paper tried it's best 

to soak up my cries .

But the paper started to feel tortured

as I wrote the last line.

The line said 

" I guess it's the last line 

it's goodbye "

No one knows the pain of the paper

no one knows what he witnessed .

though the tears of pain dried out

but the pain remained there..