Shienta_psikolog

I try descibe,this silence,no voice over my head

Silence, no authority instead
My point of viet became a hiss

And if i try to utter the word..
Fight, is what i've been doing..
Fight no more battle and fighting..
The blue have reached my lonely word.

That we should keep our promises
I know that proverb far too well
And i saw the tiring battle so well
Maybe, my hope already faithless

All the blood and sweat i tear
And those of them in my skin
My sword tell shield running them
The ground is hear,but i feel no more fear

If there is death between lives
If there is lie between deeds
I want them to know i fought hard

If there is doubt between steps
If there hs tear between sins
I want them to know
I believe if there is love in word
Then i have seen it