poetry

how much words i have to write

how much tears that have to fall

someday, i believe

i’ll run on the right path

no more hole in my heart

nothing have to wait

only me

all about myself

forgiving and forgetting

never easy

but that’s the right way

no more digging elegy

close the old doors

wipe all memories

tears are cure

be wise is must

my words curing, some broken thought, feeling hurts, and disappointed

’cause i have to count nothing…