War with Myself

GOLDEN HOUR

It's fine,

I sued to complain about everything ,

but now it's fine

I'm not gonna complain anymore.

I'm sure I'll die soon

So I would not mind for now

Let just everything around me flow

When I'm done

I hope all of my poem would be appreciated

Because that's just how it works

People would only listen when your dead

But if not, who ever is reading this right now

Please just keep it somewhere

Somehow someday you might read this again

That life was beautiful

Though worth living

Better than dreaming

But sorry for those I would left wondering

I have taken the easiest way out of suffering

May 7, 19