Every dusk...

Every dusk

failure, distrust, pains, brokenness, darkness and pains echoes through my veins spread it's ministration through me.

Last December, a good bad year to remember but it's remembrances renders nothing pain me.

It was great month where sorrow flourish my hope and love ones. A month bad luck bid me a good luck. An unforgettable month that took my family's breath away from them.

Now I'm lonely and sad, just Incase I sleep and kiss my last breath, just in case I bid mother earth a goodbye, just in case I sail in the boat of life, just Incase a daybreak bids me a goodbye, just know I never waited, just know I struggled for my soul hunter not to hunt me.

Every dusk, I bid myself a sweet bitter good-byes.