MAMA

i dont know how she handle all the stress
i dont know how she handle all the flames
i hope she is doing good
everytime
i look up for the worst
i cant resist
i tried but it meaningless
the heart is too weak for such a test
in the meantime others can smile; why not me in suffering
am i the ungrateful one
no
i am afraid of losing someone i cherished a lot
i could not imagine life without her
the flames wont burn out just because i cried and lashed.
they said time would heal i doubt that ever