Idiotic
He tried to pass the dawn each day
When the night being escorted by silence
He looks around the empty street
Only his own breath can be heard
Out of this solid void
No, there nothing much to tell
Bitter words he speaks on the daylight
And the dream that captured inside his head
Looking for a brighter hope in a dry land
And the sunshine saying goodbye along the time
He’s holding faith but afraid to believe
If hope is too far could he ever have the possibility to fall?
He can feel the pain
It moves slowly into his brain
It turns into tears in the dead of the night
Like a poison ready to ignite its power to end him
Is he losing hope?
Or does he still have the chance to raise his armor in that battle of hope?
What if he feels lost and no one can find him
What if he has a dream but God may think it’s beyond his strength
What if he is lonely and wishes for another heart to guide his life
Will God provides?
He may not have the comprehension about life
He would probably a soul that question everything
Maybe because he hasn’t found what he’s looking for
Or maybe because he ask too much or feeling ungrateful
He let himself dangling with the riddle
He’s young and ambitious
He’s curious about things but he can put himself in risk
He’s a hypocrite, he said to his own heart
Such an idiotic
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