I may give up on something very soon,

before the moon 

sets on the other side of the horizon.

Even its beauty can’t make me change my decision.


I can’t exactly explain 

why am I feeling

so disappointed and disheartened

but I am unable to find my zeal again.


I thought this year will be good to me

but I am shadowed by such thoughts

right in the beginning.

I want to give up on everything.


I want something to hold on to

except myself as I am hopeless.

I can’t help considering death

to serve best of my interests.



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