Poems and Prose and Girlhood

When the Sun Rise

so tired of trying my best
badly wanting to be at rest
so let me cry and mourn
until my happiness return

i want to go somewhere
where i can meet my peace
where i can feel my shattered heart
beating back to life with ease

pain has been stabbing my smile
my eyes can never tell a lie
i know i will just in time
feel my lungs breathing fine

i've knew it is a cycle
the spiraling of joy and remorse
just like the growing and death of leaves
as something met the end, it's time for another to begin

i know someday i will be healed
tiptoeing again, dancing under dress
humming the own music in my mind
my cheeks in roses, my lip with smile

Estl. 05-2023