God,

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Lord,

Thank You for the beautiful new month

my soul is totally aware of your kindness in my life.

but God,

this week I heard something that strangled my heart

I tried to forget my feelings and devote a line

thin line on my lips for a sweet smile

no, I do not falsify myself.

I tried, just trying.

at this point, I realized, that I've matured

I started to regulate this emotions and feelings.

Friends around me,

a luxury prize today I got.

but I can’t even tell a story there,

thinking about how cruel reality of life.

This is a mistake of the past I made,

but she paid it wrong.

Then I remembered how I hurt you, Lord.

Pain

Agony

Torment

Illness

Soreness

Trouble

They hacked my brain, seriously!

At that moment, I cried.

No, not because I was in hurt,

but I thank You for gave me a lesson

about a word called ‘hurt’

I was even given a chance to feel a little of pain,

so I know how I should act in the future.

It's already midnight,

hopefully tomorrow morning I woke up with the sound.

although it is difficult to dry this wounds out,

it all covered

with the love of Thy love, God.

For them, these are words that deliberately beautiful,

but for me, this is the overflow of the heart the feelings that can not be arrested.

For you

night is wicked, day is malignant.

I disappear.

from your heart.

God,

tell me.

All these processes

will be worth it

at Your time.

Because now,

I’m not bleeding, but it does hurt.