Trust
White walls, a tank of oxygen. I'll be stuck in here, forever!
For, I can't even move nor walk, with this weakened body.
Screw this disease, that make me apart from my family, forever!
For it changed my happy self, to a depressed me.
Should I, still trust in Him? 'Cause, I badly needed Him.
So, I should ready myself, to lose the battle.
But if, He's still here, I won't ever give up.
For, He is our creator. For, He is our savior.
BINABASA MO ANG
Balladries of Life
PoesíaPoets about everyday rants and problems that each different person had gone through and will go through. Its my time to express my feelings at feelings din ng ibang tao to make them feel and to awaken them that they are not the only one who's suffer...
