not to hurt but heals

sir
I see your eyes globes empty and dead
lies beneath the shade of blue
whether love has made you miserable

oh… sir
I heard your bones creaked and your soul trembled
moan along the howling of the night bird
whether the love is only an empty whisper

sir, please…
don’t look up and ask why
since the sky is sneering at you
don’t look to the dark and ask why
since the night just silent like the black mirror

sir
don’t let love gnawing your soul
because you will never understand
bitter or sweet, it will be stamped in you forever

***

– mei –

*

the victim


I’m not a toy
I’m not goods
to fight for

you said I am the fruit of love
you said I am the rope of love
is that true?

now where is the fruit and the rope?
is it vanished along with love?
then what am I

your ego and arrogance
had buried your love
ignored my existences
and let me buried in misery

If I could choose
I’d rather not to be born

***

– mei –