Forty Seven Days Od Struggling Poem by Leilei Shirley Wu

After forty seven days of struggling
I now finally feel alive
By letting go of you and your lies

The minute I stop fighting
Is the time I realize I can open my eyes
Because I’ve survived

Everything could have been mended again
But your mistake took it all away when I count to ten
And then I saw your guilty face by a glance
I begged for a reason to forgive you
But all you gave me was our broken romance
Then the destruction of our possible perfection began

Some drugs are meant to be abstained
Some people are meant to be insane
But mean while
The rest of the world will maintain the same