Believe me is risky ,
The way to accomplish a mission is never easy ,
But these pains to me are lolliey and feezy .
I lost friends from writing
At west some are all winning
But still here puzzled by the same thing ,
It’s never easy and though not quicky
But I know for sure it’s my destiny,
My remedy .
I can’t leave poetry alone
Its my addiction ,my prode
My pen needs me