Midst of Those Tortures - Written by Len

In the latest days
I lost mine.
It set a fire in the gaps of time.
It take me out to the edge of nothingness.

At the sweet dawn
I got spiced.
It struggle to get loose.
It demand me to scream about the loneliness.

On the crying highway
I found a wind sing.
It gaze at the soul.
It make holes to the eyes of the weakness.

Midst of those tortures
I hoped survived
Even it's an heavy load.
Lead me to the cruise with its kindness. 

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Purwakarta, January 07th, 2022