You said I am strong to face my fears.
You said that I am your "You and I against the world", I believed.
134 days since you left and i tell you i become warrior ready to fight my pain, ready to face my fears.
i am also wrote a poem meant to be sung for everyone; an ode to my beloved people who become my words.
To my family whom I cherish the most,
To my friends that i care, for most,
To the man who made me like a poet,
To my woman who make me feel wanted and unwanted at the same time,
and to you that I desired the most; to you my special kind of something.
I tell you, you succeed to build me for who I am right now, but i also tell you that I am scared.
Because probably this time, i will loose myself.
Every time i close my eyes to see what my future comes, I see blur and and nothing
I only see ocean and i try to look for anyone, but i found none.
I only see the replica of being me saying
"You've become a warrior; a poet and you've made war, you build something inyour heart. You chose the path to become like this and now your ending your youth here.
cause you're out of nowhere and the people; your people who become your reason to be a warrior leaves you behind and pull your tie down to this ocean."
Ocean of success and ocean losing yourself.