.assalamualaikum.

Bitter to her

Missing, lost but not alone

Disapeared when a sense of conscience killing psychosis

Brittle-shattered heart was flying away

To another heart who want to grab

Disappeared from the rest of depression

Little free but not at all yet

Im tired, hopeless

The only belong to who want to fight

Past is painfull and illness

That exceeds the limit till i cant breath

Much and too much

I cant, i leave