Silent tears

It looks lovely and cute to look at; But I went through a painful process grafting this asteria on this pereskiopsis. But it was a kind of pain that went away. As the days dragged i no longer felt the pain. There's a kind of pain that I have caused others and the guilt is a pain that is seven times more excruciating than the later. A pain that pierced the heart; a pain that lingers on; before you sleep and even when u wake; it hunts you. And tears fall; silent tears. The kind of pain that you just lift to the heavens and pray that soon it will go away.
Id rather be pricked by a cactus than cause some one to cry.