Take my soul with you, O moon.
Save me from becoming stone.
Calm the storms within me.
You understand my agony.
The past and the present
Have never been pleasant.
I have been dealing with
a load of unnecessarily sufferings.
I have been listening to a sound in loop
Since I don’t how much time today
Venting through my tears my pain of
Dealing with unpleasant things all day.
My pleasant moments have years left to arrive.
Currently, I am void of any celebratory drive.
I am unable to trust anything good.
It eventually turns out bad is what I have understood.