I said: " I wont write.".
But my heart is spitting blood,
And internally, it is trapped. .
My mouth has been stitched by
Thousand threads, back and forth. .
Back and forth, it hurts.
Carving words on my eyes,
Like heavy bubbles that pop
Every second, endlessly falling,
Draining me lifeless of a soul.
It felt like it has departed,
Gone lightyears away.

But the sky is still clear, as ever
Made me think:

"Does the rain really falls equally on everyone? Does the stars shine brightly in everyone's eyes?"

My back has never been this heavy. .
I weep for someone who deserves the best
And now, I am the only one to give it.
It felt like my smiles are infrequent visitors
Who knock on windows, and not on doors.
I could live, drowning in my own sea.
But you should be on a boat,
That perfeclty befits your worth,
And I'll gladly be your hero.

So I ask the Lord:

"Please, do not let sadness consume her,
Or hatred disperse her will, coz
I am still here."

It is The Divinity, I heed.
Take my words, and I shall seek.
Let my soul be a chant,
I will sing if You'll permit:

*"Oh, please let me live longer
So I could fulfill my duty
THEN find my purpose of everlasting peace"