Nothing else

Nothing Else

2011 October

Pacing back and forth in the middle of nowhere
Trying to keep my upper lip stiff there
With flashback of failures I didn’t take to bear
Of memories of people who never tend to care

It hurts me so much whenever I try to see
This world that never let me be me
Obviously, I can never create a perfect fantasy
Once or twice was enough but not this many

What’s more hurting is when I hope more
I cannot afford to see another closed door
I envy the eagles in the air as they soar
And ask myself, “What is life for?”

People ridicule me for having stuck on a chair
Mouth dry and almost never utter a prayer
Suddenly, I remember the reassuring bells
My soul has found God, I need nothing else