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.