Dear God
I confess to a sin
that I'm about to commit
as I embark on this journey
I deliver my pure and tortured
soul to you
my goals and dreams
please find a new vessel for them
for they need not to-
perish as I vanish over and out
considering that I'm about,
to take off the battery from the watch
please cleanse my hands
as they shall be muddy
after doing such deed
I apologize for lacking fighting strength
Don't ask why?
But appreciate that
What had to be done is done
standing on the balcony as I took off
You may call me a coward
But should you be the flight attendant
serving me on this plane
then maybe you would know how much courage
it takes to go down this road
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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