SONNET

“ TRIALS ”

 This is it, the dark was coming through my eyes again

Raising my head to the sky and I'm crying every night

My eyes never stop falling waters like a rain

And I'm asking myself if trials in life can still fight

But a hope in my eyes can't also be maintained

What I see in a dark is also what I'm seeing in my life

But I'm still always believing  to a happy ending

Even though my life was like diving to a knife

In million times times of pretending

I always can't hidden how it hard to face 

Every trials In life 

That being firm and strong how can I embrace?

It also hard to strive

Because I'm was like a mimosa plant that was very sensitive.