Tension Poem by Hannah Mae Castillo Bolongon

Inside the car,
Waiting to move.

As we move,
Why am I getting weaker?

He always ask me the same question,
Its irritating me yet so painful.

I think over and over again,
The things I've been doing.
Counting the days,
That I was crying.

Everything was just a lie,
A thin ice.

Minutes has passed,
That he finishes talking.
I've sigh a bit,
And started to spoke my statement.

As I spoke,
The tears in my eyes slowly falls.

Please help me,
My tears and the pain in my heart
Keeps drowning me.

The tension inside is getting higher,
Why am I getting so weaker?

All I wanna ask...
'If I am happy, and of all them believes in it.
Then why am I crying? '

- YongHaeSoon