stand still

For the better or worse, for the happy for the hurt.

i can see myself cry
everything become still
i can feel the scream in my heart
everything seems emotionless
i can see the darkness that started to grew in my eyes
and it's the moment i start to feel my own feeling.
i am torn.. i am mess..
when and how, i don't know.
it's creeping in our self and rule everything.
the struggle is real.
i am ready to cry surrender.
hate come and regret follows.
where has love been?

it's short. it's brief but it teach me a lot.
it's sweet and yet it doesn't last.
it's hard but it's right.