Love and Life || A Poetry

006 : AGATHA'S STORY

Let me interrupt your scrolling,
Let me just do story telling.
Using this poem I want to share,
A story that you should care.

She's Agatha, the smartest daughter,
But no one did notice her.
For me, she's the best.
For me she's the smartest.
How can I say her story is amazing?
That is because it's traumatising.
Her cute smiles and rare laugh,
Have deep thought "I'm still not enough."

Her family weren't proud of her,
One day of her graduation, they never appear.
Everyone seems so happy,
But even she's smiling you'll notice to her eyes she's not happy.
One thing that make you cry,
She hold her tears not to cry.
She keeps on saying "I'm proud of myself."
But deep inside "What's wrong with my self?"

She's compared as always,
She's pressured as always.
She's not free,yes, she's prisoner,
A prisoner longing for something greater.
She prisoned herself to make them proud,
She do everything to show them they should be proud.
She can't have her freedom,
Thinking she'll never have their real love.

After every special occasion,
I will saw her at the room to show her emotion.
She scream,she cried,she's not okay.
But Everyone see her okay.
She's always compared by her Mom,
Always saying "You should be like to your brother Jerome."
It pains her,but what's very painful?
She tried to be joyful and celebrate by her own even it's awful.

She wake-up. She shouldn't force herself.
That day,her family starts to abandoned her and stand by herself.
Even that hurt,she did.
She leave like what other people did.
Yet, she's still there,
She's a valedictorian and still no parents were there.
Same scenario she tried to be happy,
But deep in her I know she's not very happy.

Crying every night she misses someone became her habbit,
Crying all along became her friend.
Cold wind ambraces became her cheerer up,
Moon became her Mom who brings her up.
Stars became her inspiration to light up,
Even through the darkness, "Cheer up".
She learned,she stand up and starts to live again,
She's strong enough and not her weakness allow to swallow her happiness,again.

Years past,she's living alone,
She received success alone.
She fight alone,she made it alone,
In every failures,she cheer herself up alone.
She fight against worst struggles alone,
Still it never change,her family never care about her, they leave her alone.
In every cold night she cried,
Remembering all over she have done right.

Not worst as the past year,
She's now strong,no one expect this year.
She became more stronger without them,
She became more lighter without any support by them.
In short,she stand by herself,
No matter how many times she cried, but she still fixed herself.
Everyone left,
But herself,never left her.

Until she finally found a man,
That gives her another one.
One happiness, it brings her real smile,
That she used to be when everything is fine.
Of how many struggles she finally did it,
She became the most wealthy,she did it.

But despite from that,she still loves her family,
Wishing her family would remember her,badly.
Her boyfriend admire her more,
They both in love to each other And no one can stop it anymore.
Stupidity came and the man leaves her,
And again,all the pain came back and stabs Agatha,it almost killed her.

I leave my lifetime partner, yes I'm the stupid man who leave her,
I came back knowing she doesn't deserve this,I almost kill her.
But it's too late, I came back late,
She's fighting in the middle of the death.
Everyone is trembling,so on as me,
I can't stop saying sorry and beg to stay with me.

Seems like Destiny's playing with us,
She died and choose our daughter to live with us.
Tears never stop falling when she said before death,
"Take care of our daughter, name her Elizabeth."
I just nodded and can't able to speak,
Once again her last sentence speak.
"You're forgiven. I love you, my love, your my first and last until death, we do as part.",
After that,She's gone, but still my promise you'll be my love, until death we do as part.

It's the most miserable happening,
That I can't either believe happy ending.
She's strong, very strong.
She's different, She's a hero.
Her memory hits different to me,
Her worst stories won't be forgotten for me.
Tears flow again,I miss you again my darling,
But what can I do? It's just to cherish our memory.

Its been 5 years ago,still crying over her grave,
Imagining my Wife is always brave.
"She's your Hero, Elizabeth."
"Why can you say so?" My daughter take a breathe.
"She saved you at your worst day."
"I miss my Hero Mommy every day."
Her sad face, always remembered me about her Mom,
Her rare laugh and smiles makes me miss her Mom.

This poem maybe long,
But yeah I won't say "short" because obviously it's long.
But hoping you love the story of Agatha,
And gain some thoughts, from the story of Agatha.
She's my wife for so long.
I'm his husband, the one that'll treasure her memory forever.

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07-11-2022

I didn't edit this one. So, it's really obvious that I made it really at a young age. Ewan ko saan ko napulot thought na iyan. But still, I hope you like my 2022 era.