#dontlookbackatanger
I’m a sweet guilty feeling to the soul
Some says a cure to choler’s disease
Either to you or your enemies
I’m not meant for everyone.
The wise thoughtfully call me when it’s needed
For the fool I’m a necessity to be fulfilled
And when a man submit himself to my offer.
I’ll grant what he covertly wish.
A longing desire for relief; I’ll let his anger and enemies vanish.
Suffering has ended, one’s faith is settled
The folly will start to celebrate
While the wise will count his date
Then in the quietest night I’ll come.
That no one will expect except his conscience
The doors is unlock like someone let it open
In that same peaceful night only silence hears.
A peaceful stare all what I did
To the peaceful who is asleep
Memorizing the face of what peaceful I'll steal.
Aug 6, 2020
Aug 6, 2020 at 8:39 PM UTC