Agony Of Despair Poem by Reymond Bicariato

I woke-up in a freezing Monday morning..
Covered by the thick blanket of my earthly body.
Tried to stand and start a new tomorrow, I'm shivering!
Inhaling the cold air in the morning with nobody.

Asking why? such fate comes to me in shades.
Separated to my world with warm embrace, I'm bless!
Now, just memories of the days that past, slicing like blades.
Agony of despair cling to my soul as I rest.

As the air touch my cheek, like a kiss so peaceful and soft..
Then, I heard the air crying seeking help from above.
Looking for an answer; I feel lost in my being, As I sought.
The hardship I felt, is this a gift from above?

Crying makes my heart screaming in pain it remain.
Feels like shouting in the rain and to regain my strength!
No more tears for I should stand and fight, I will win..
I'll be the sword that swing as I sing, I will reign! !