I’m strong enough not to let you see me fall apart
So I hide my cries between my sighs.
I’m strong enough to stand alone against the cold landscape
So I hide my sadness between fake faces.
I crave, I starve, I wonder
And get lost in the process.
Then end up getting back to where I started.
How far will I stay strong?
How far will I carry along this dying song?
When will I ever belong?
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I always talk on how poetry is an embark journey of mine. But more often I came back with recurring questions. I can say “I’m strong enough” but for how long, how far long will I go, or how much more I can take… big sighs…