Pain Killer

When it hurts, it shows by the pain.
After countless motions without solutions, it can't go away.
Treating entire causes by the senses
realizing this is just a process.

Holding it like baby on my palm
feeling it timely because it might go away.
The chance of it is rarely spoken by the norm
comping with the rhythm without reasons.

This is the season of chances,
one that keeps growing even without watering.

"It doesn't show if look at it by the moment, it will appear if I decided to forget it."

Sitting on the wooden floor, cursing at randoms
let it out and face it straight.
Grabbing a towel, convering with cold ice
freeze the pain hoping it will go away.

Holding your hands, I want to say to you.

"They come to build a wall between us, don't ever let them win."