..call Dad..

Out of sadness.. Into depression..

Wasting your life; no love in the horizon..

Alternate loneliness and despair.

Can never cry out what so ever;

Even when bleeding, Even once blessed.

Can never shout it: damn it..

Sacrifice your existence, for happiness, if ever.

Is it worth it? are you willing to?

Surely; today at least! Otherwise,

Will you be granted another chance, if ever?

Then, would you answer someone’s whispers:

Till when you can still swallow a life that stinks?

Now, call Dad: Just can not keep on playing the Blues anymore.

 

 

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