This little heart of mine, fluttering no longer
but feebly beating lately, feeling annihilated;
death wish echoed with every blink of the eyes.
Pools of tears mustered ready to upsurge torrential.
Tremor vocals, forcing into reticent state…
Remorseful sleepy nights for her yield,
If only she can undo… becomes just a hope
Even the highest dosage of tranquilizer is despairing.
To acknowledge her doing is all she is left with.
All for the sake of people she loves
She gave up her only bitter truth.
– Adieu –