The dead has no voice,
neither do they have sights or ears,
neither do they inhale nor exhale,
then why do you still possess these characteristics?
Caged birds don't sing joyous melodies,
why then do you hum and buzz in my ears,
why do you disturb me with your dirgeful hymns?
I have caged and suppressed you,
you can no longer oppress me,
I have eliminated you from my heart,
you no longer have a place in there.
The blind has no eyesight,
neither do they have the ability
to lead a group of people perfectly,
why do you lead my thoughts
on an endless journey on the paths of doubts?
A bat cannot see clearly in the daylight,
why then do you restlessly
lead my heart to the land of impossibilities?
I have blindfolded and chased you out of my life,
changed the address of my mind
that you may not know the way back in there.
Dear fear, this is my epistle to you,
dead lions don't roar,
just die and bury yourself silently.
The door isn't closed,
the floor is opened,
get out of my heart and travel to a land of no return.
Dear fear, though many hearts you tear apart,
many lives you leave in doubts,
but here isn't a good abode for you,
dead lions don't roar, so should you leave to live silently.
Diary of a determined girl
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.
