don't wanna weep any more
Is this an agony ?
heavenly father why can't you
save me from these miseries
Why my vivid future seemed to be hazy
Pen and book would be medicine
for these miseries
But my pen ran out of ink
I can't comprehend either
I will be happy or sad forever
I should remade my scattered heart
Than to overstress
I'm now mumble
I've lost my confidence
My buddies are no longer with me
God please heal my heart
Vibe has been assassinated
heart burnt ,Ashe's left as the reminder
Vulnerability cannot lift happiness
©zwivhuya
Z