I thought it's easy to heal,
For a strong woman like me
To drop our short happy moments,
And idle the feelings in me.
Yet, it pushes up my sadness,
Dispair & regret collides .
Hurting me deeply like heat.
Boiling myself in highest scale.
Our memoir is in dry dock of my brain,
Stirring each day of my rocky life.
In a shaky depression corner side,
A situation cannot hide all along.
Trying to remove this handcuff,
And thrown it out in a china sea.
Where it will not come back.
And I will see the sunlight again.
FA
01052019
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