Sunday, 29 May 2016

Shed of tears

Somehow Let it always be Sparkling motivates me to always be happy
keep revive to hang in there
while it last
though behind of it, poured with rain and thunder
shaking roughly the boat

Thought it could be bear and handled 
but unexpectedly is not.
O dear self.

It was terribly suck
yet strikes me again
the most terrifying thing- ruin my mental state

the rebel me
the sorrow
the emptiness 
the longing
such everything was not falling into its place
such that 5-year-old me stuck in the present body

why me?