Waking up daily is like a battlefield 
It never ends it always hurts
Thinking of what lies ahead seems bleak 
It never ends it always lurches
Getting ready for a new day 
It never ends it always echoes
Pulling myself together to face it
It never ends it always twists
Copyrighted @ Jeline Loh                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    