Why trust

So much anger is wrapped around my heart,

Compressing my blood to stop it from flowing delicately,

Tears drizzle down my bone cheeks as I bite my soft lips to avoid screaming.

My heart is pierce, sharp hater and jealousy, 

I loosely open to those I thought I love.

I couldn't feel sorrow and despair,

I lay in the earth soil.

My tears fill a pond beside my tomb, I shut my eyes to seal the hole,

Nothing shelters me, but the tall grass concealing the land.

No one to see or feel the presence of my absence,

I blindly lose sight of where I am, deeply buried within nature's ground.

I hear cheers above my head,

Laughter of play,

Yet, I peacefully don't move or stir.

Is anyone there?

I shall not know,

So I gracefully shut my eyes, my heart feels a heavy burden.

What anguish? 

I did not know such a merry place