here i am
writing again
to the tell words
that remained unspoken —
i'm tired
and
lost in the
world of hopelessness,i am walking
above broken glasses
and pointed thorns,
feeling the pain and sadnessi don't care
as long as i can bare—i looked around and
watched the sky
showing signs as if it will cryi see
dark clouds
in a gloomy surrounding
where dead leaves
flew is where i stand
waiting for the rain to
wet the landhelpless ? — i'm not
just tired and never asking for help.•prinsipe_dose•

BINABASA MO ANG
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