The Short Poetry Collection

I'm Crushed

Giving up doesn't know time, right? In a moment, I have to face even more difficult things. But it seems like I lost first. Today was really bad. Pain that continues to settle in the heart is not that easy to cure. I thought, by being with others and their laughter, I could recover all the drained energy. However, no. That energy is getting less and less. I'm falling into a darker hole. The tears I shed were gone and slowly dried up. All that remains is empty and a sense of tightness, resigned to the situation.

People say time will heal. However, what if before time manages to heal, I give up first? Does time not intend to hasten the healing of my heart? I don't think I'll be able to survive before my time.

If one day I disappear, let me go, will you? Maybe I'm not in this world anymore. Maybe I'm happier somewhere else you won't be able to reach. So, let me go, huh? Even if I leave, you'll always remember me, won't you? In your life, I will always be remembered, right? Ah, naw. Nay! Remembering my departure will only make you sick. I don't want you to catch up with me so soon. Forget it's okay. Just so you can be happy.

I've held on enough

Time has not healed

Will you let go?

Even though I'm not happy when I travel

Then, never to come back

Life is complicated enough

Tangled yarn never unravels

From my head to the heel

It will also be broken down later

By time and land

I don't want you to cry

When I no longer exist

But, try to get up again

Don't be like me

My last letter :

Hi, buddy! I know this is a strange thing. I told you to stay alive, when I gave up on living. I told you to get up again, when I decided to give up. Weird, huh? I did the opposite. All the things I've always told you, I just can't apply them to myself. Man ... is always smarter when advising others than himself.

I'm fine now. I won't regret it, just relax. Oh, yeah, one more thing. This may sound amused, but please continue reading. I love you so much, really. Friends who are always there. Where else could I meet such a person, other than you? Sorry, huh? I've lied to you many times. I always say okay when the truth is not so. I'm impressed I don't trust you, huh? Really, I trust you a lot. I'd love to tell you everything, but wouldn't I be selfish then? Ah, you won't understand my selfish intentions. Forgetit. The point is, I really love you. I left because I didn't want to burden you. I know I want to, but then again, let me go, huh?

You must be crying, right? Remove your tears and look to your right side. I was there, even though you couldn't see it. There I was there holding you.

***

That's the contents of the letter I found in his desk drawer, two days after he went missing without a trace. I still stared at the letter that I had read many times with careless eyes. I can't believe that he really left everything behind.

He said he would be on my right side. Hugged me, but I didn't feel the slightest warmth. There was empty air there. My mind did not stop scolding the woman's actions.

Just so he's. Once he left me alone in a non-stop crowd. He told me to fight when he himself chose to give up. You think I can do it without you, huh?

The tears that had stopped flowed back. I felt warmth in my body, followed by a soothing voice, "I'm always with you." My crying is back. I whined his name, hoping he would appear in front of me and say that this was all just a prank. But it never showed up. No matter how much I called his name, he never came back.

**So those who are on the verge of despair. We do not know when we will feel the same loss. For those of you who are choosing between death or life, spirit. Don't let yourself sink forever with a perverse current. Live for the little things you always crave.

@aisy.deli**