Battle Is Hard Poem by irna sofia

It's been long to grief this any longer,
I should stop thinking of it, shall be the one to say,
I don't care

I should take the sword,
Holding it tight
endure the stabs

Although all rainbow i seen,
not all that nice
But you make me
learn
think
we can't always
had that nice
sorround us

i lost my only strength
in the battle of line
i lost it when i'm breathless
on that ground
but then,
i remember your words
to keep breathing,
to keep surviving,
to keep holding,
to keep fighting,
over this
and i'm remember your fight,
with those circle round things,
with the men in the white coat,
and waters to flow,
i was too.

although i collapse
falling from this,
but your words and strength close
hold me to bold
Buti don't know,
which hurt the most
losing you or pain that never eases,
when in pink, then you came,
it starts aching again,
your smile i see
holding me tight
squeezing the day

You are my heartbeat,
beating inside of me,
carrying me through,
everything in front me

when i'm feel sad,
you tell me stories,
to live in cherish day,
and tears that i had,
dry without falling apart

i miss our chats
the way you used to talk
about dreams and desires
but now,
i'm left wondering
alone

soon,
i wake up,
from a long rest,
and i know
i can't see you more
and it's a fact that i have to pay,
because you're far away

i hope i can follow you
to the deep sleep,
meeting the Most Powerful,
so that i can make everyonepleased,
not what i did now,
longing for love and cares,
troubling the ones i love

then i realize,
God did the right thing to you,
and He want me to stay here,
to get back in track,
that you had left.

words,
I'm a martyr,
stood in front battle line,
i'm a fighter,
with a hand full of braveness,
i'm a soldier,
who hold the gun in green
cause,
i'm not a surrender!