as history repeats itself :(

Breathe

I constantly told myself

When I'm over the moon

Clenched with anger

Disappointed

Melancholic

Was all I could do

until everything turned chaotic

If only

you'd figure out.

Are your visions that daze?

Is it so effortful to fathom out?

All these years

I withstand the rigidness

implacableness

incompliantness

No more

Enough.

Breathe

But there's no air

Why is it so problematical for me?

I can't take it no more

NO MORE.

Though it's hard for me to breathe

I'll continue to go forward

You shall not be an obstacle in life

Oh God

Have mercy on us sinners

I pray that one day

He'll realize

and come to figure out

how we truly felt.

Breathe

was all I could do

to flush out all worries

to move on.