D-Stressed.

D-Stressed.

Poverty is upon my shoulders,
An heavy cloak I can't shake right now...
But in the future, it will be a mat...
That is If no one makes demands that break my heart going through it.


Being asked to give up living beings.
Poor one day, rich another.
Rich one day, poor lots of others.
Can't do it.
Give me a life line.
Give me a rope.
Can't give up any one...
Can't give up.
Dead line.
Dead.

Please.
Begging for a heart.
A heart.
To give me time.
Time.
Time to make it.
If what keeps me going are gone on the way.
I loose my way.
I loose my will to make my way.
I don't even see a point to make it.
I am shattered.
On my knee.
Begging.
D.