On days like that
you just want to open a crack in the floor,
and disappear.
You've went through your last ounce of strength
It's over;
It's so clear,
Then you find courage that you never knew exist.
Perhaps,
It was never there
Perhaps,
You've just invented today,
to use it here.
And like a genie comes out of its lamp,
You emerge out of your miserable crack
With strength you've never had before,
You stand up once more
and you fight,
Stronger than you were yesterday
You know you'd fall down ,
Some countless times ahead
But now you're strong,
You've got infinite roads to tread
With limitless courage,
an iron will.
Nothing will ever make you fear
You're here to stay,
You fight
You eventually win.

I'm in my weird melancholic mood.
Do you know this mood?
When you can sense the whisper of the breeze,
That would let you freeze
And hear every tiny noise.
You're a bit dizzy, a bit dazzled,
And very bewildered.
This mood
of scintillating tears.