#195 My friend,

The wonders i had
where negativism knocks
its way into me.

All those times I prayed
to see you safe once again
were uncountable.

And one day, the sound
of your breath returned, taking
away the baggage.

Some things I kept close
to my heart brought joy which was
you, being alive.



PS: For you, D.


#97 Dilemma,

Things I still cannot say
at the end of the day.
Words left at the edge of tongue,
where the dilemma still stung.
I have no idea what to do,
and only hoped that I get through.