When

When can I stop pretending...
that I do not feel the pain,
that I am not happy,
that my heart is aching,
that I am dying?

When can I say...
that I am totally tired,
that I am already weak,
that I am am truly sick,
that I am seeking your love and attention?

When can I let myself...
feel the warmth of embrace,
heard the words of encouragement,
read a letter full of hopes,
see the beauty of life,
and indulge into happiness without being left behind?

It all starts with WHEN...
and I am still hoping that the ANSWERS are only within my reach
until the last days of my life comes to an end.