In The Most Poem by Wullien Thang

Pain, bruises, hits, beating
If I never learn, I'll never gain
the most desolate solitude
Fear, and everything is still the same

Nothing never changes
Only me,
and is the most I can do
and the best.

Waiting
as seconds track by
If nothing is ever done
the most harm should I get

When realizing that the impossible
is just pain, but a necessary pain.

Why?
Because there's no other way
Please!
And then I fall upon you.
And then, that 'you'
is nobody.

I'm alone in the world,
In a deep hole
Out of any human trace
Find me, Leave me
and in the most, everything is undefined.