Snatched From Me Poem by Abubakar Aliyu

Taking a deep breath with the eyes being closed.
Thinking of a precious treasure in my hand
Tight I hold, but like a red hot coal.
The heart keeps fighting silently,
The only proof is the continues weeping.
That's what happen when you realize you have no hope and cant go on.
The lost is near.. Powerless and helpless, I just let go.
Though I loose but with pride I left.
This is it; you for him and I with you, sealed it is.
That is faith, or a destiny bell. What can be done?
Then being waked from such a torturous dream, saved by the phone charging nearby.