How Do I Feel

Huh! I told myself that way. There’s pain and I don’t know what to do. Perhaps I may endure it but to no avail. I’m fed up and wounded deep inside. Uneasy muscles, headache and fragility Are real disturbances which I feel this moment. I want to stand up and be with my other friends But I’m helpless and weak, unable to move. Amid time and space, my solitude unfolds My own state of being That far beyond one’s sight, invites the work of my sentiments, Of love and truth uphold then my human essence. How I keep longer certain thoughts to share The awaiting time that drives and cracks me through signs, Is yet a question, quite profound That entails much time thus far.