Trial. Poem by Letter From My Mother's Womb

Trial

I wrote this piece with teardrops
unto my face,
Tears fell down and started
watering my script,
Headache got me along
with emotional words hanging
unto my head like a curse,
I felt like I am sitting inside the
glass of called water,
I felt like life isn't meant for me,
I felt pushed inside the corner
to where my dreams and visions
do fade within the dark
Like a talent that gone unnoticed,
And again do drown inside,
like a sinking titanic ship.

I am facing life trials,
I live my life as a test,
Sometimes words do dissolve
unto my mouth
and become voiceless.
Eyes do drown inside tears,
Still counting all this years,
of sufferings
that no one will bear,
Living a life with fear,
with no one near,
to talk to, or want to hear,
your cries.

My life is in the rush
that even dreams happen to crush,
I felt like when I run so fast to get
to somewhere,
I happen to miss half of the fun
of getting there,
I sometimes worry
and hurry
through each day,
And It is like an unopened gift
that is thrown away.

I was once told, I'd better slow down,
Not dance so fast,
For time is short,
I remember my late friend,
when he was lying on sick bed,
He told me that
When life put you in the trial,
just give it a beautiful smile,
and do laugh like everything is fine,
andthat life is not a race,
Do take it slower, Do not miss the tune,
Hear the music,
Before the song is over.

Author: Lyricist