When emptiness envelopes you
From the in-depth to the outermost layer,
When darkness, gross darkness
Blindfolds you and even traces of light is nowhere
When dryness,
Shakes you to your foundation,
And you meet your waterloo.
If at least you can find flaky waters,
If at least you get a drop of an ice,
If at least the heavens can shed a tear
Just so that you can at least live,
So that you can at least bring forth,
For you are just lonely and barren,
Dark and shallow, being a matter!
You really shouldn't die like this,
If at least a soul is blessed from your being,
If at least your existence refreshes a being,
If at least you bring forth liquids and stop being timid,
You really shouldn't perish on the surface of the earth,
Without your print on a heart,
You shouldn't be a well without waters.
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.