no word of comfort for her,
thus she keep swigging the suffer,
there’s nothing i could do
so she will contently breathe
or smile at me for the least
slowly, she’s being close to edge
where the crunch is gonna burst,
dragged without her consent,
but she couldn’t do something
to feel how beautiful this world is,
to see how meaningful her life that
she have been through all this time
nor to to comprehend that this
embrace of dignified melancholy
soon she will jump off from the cliff,
but my hand still can’t reach for her
nor my words is gonna makes her feel ok,
nor my hug gonna makes her better
nor my supplication will grant her convinced
nor my existence will be her notice
i’m just could blame myself on
being how useless i am
to be something the she could
cling to hope for salvation…
-21 Jun 2019-
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