anguished
it's been so long since I've been at ease
when my mind was easily calmed by the breeze
but now it is all gone and has passed
and I am just waiting to be buried under the grass
if ever the highest entity up high really exists
I wish they do, so I can convey my wish
"I am tired and this is my desperate call,
would you please just stop it all?"
living and surviving have been so hard
all these pressure and heaviness I wish I could discard
this huge hole in my chest that can never be filled up
I'd give up my life if that's all it takes for this to stop