When you seem helpless..
to voice out
what you are going through..
Not even
the nearest from you
can hear..
You keep on fighting,
but you don't know,
not really sure..
until when..
You thought you could..
but the last time you checked, maybe
you will or shall..
Now, understand this..
why the Japanese do it?..
Honors..
Humiliation..
no one they thought
can save theirs.
We can't judge..
We can't tell,
what's going on..
until you have been
into that sinking reality.
No one can tell..
the pain,
the somberness..
depression kills.
Unknowingly knowing
the fear of things
that you thought
you couldn't do.
You just have
to keep in mind..
a few
are relying on you..
You have to be rescued..
you shouldn't be alone..
Let those
that inspire you
to live,
to go on,
be with you.
Fear the thought
of knowing..
you could do that..
halting your world.
Let your heart out..
isn't it the worse
or the worst thing?
Think..
of the wonderful times..
silence..
sighing..
Help me.. Let me go..
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