Her Pain Inside by Liz Doerner, age 12, from US Darkness hits her like a stormy black stallion, willing itself to be free. Betrayal and fury, anger and affliction pile upon themselves, until they result in salty-hot tears.
Rage resides to sadness, like a war-worn commander admits defeat.
Quiet pain echoes her emptiness where sunny joy once was held, but now where only her tormenting memory remains. A familiar pang of hopelessness beats rhythmically inside, while her happiness at present takes over. But this damage of stinging tears and a wounded heart, always remain. While she tries to again regain happiness and courage. Eventually the memory fades, to a black discoloration against a white page of joy.