Even though things seems normal,
A burning anger within makes me furious.
A chapter of my life has been lost.
Days pass, life is not harmonious.
The great emptiness, in between, results depression.
No need for a cure, it is obvious.
The pain stops me from any motion.
The enemy within my soul is mischievous…
Life goes on, people live, trees bloom.
When spring arrives, nature is courteous!
Angry at my past, mad at everyone;
Families and friends have treated me like a murderous!
When I give, love blossoms.
People around think I am marvelous.
My soul, my spirit and mind are elsewhere!
I look at the empty space, call it miraculous!! …