I miss him
I need him
I want him
But his not here
I hope his doing better without me?
Ahh dose he even thinks about me?
Ahhh..!
Wish I could cry on his shoulder
begging him not to leave me and go..,
Wish I could show him the wound
That I've been carrying it my whole life
And it hurts even to be said or touched
It is not him that had caused me to this wound,
but it's the world that gave me and now it begins to bleed everyday
I've got no one to get a shoulder to cry on
How I wish..,
How I wish I could lost all the memories
And also forget myself as well..
But I guess that was just my imagination
Oh how shameful am I that I am letting my inner kid to go through all these chaotic traumas of my life
Oh my dear! Don't worry I still haven't give up on yet.
I guess I still got a little more strength within me,
With one last life to get away
I am still on my battlefield and
I promise that I will make it through
Don't worry kid..
Now that I got God on my side..
We are together in the battleground,
We are making it through
We will soon be coming home
Playing the trumpet of joy and
the joy of success of our battleship❤️🩹
