If you want to help

I'm drowning and you're describing the water,
asking me to swim towards the shore
when you know damn well I can not swim.

I'm choking and you're telling me to swallow,
forcing me to gulp down a glass of water
if I do, you know I'll only choke more.

I'm grasping for breath and you're asking me to just inhale,
fanning me to give me some paper smelling air
but its not what I need to help me exhale.

I'm shivering from cold and you're opening the windows,
letting the freezing breeze inside my curtainless room
despite the sun light my soul is still getting frigid.

Maybe you don't understand what I'm going through,
call it hell or call it a life crisis but its mine
and you will never know the struggle inside.

If you want to help then stop pretending you know everything,
listen to the depths of the silence of my muted heart
and maybe just maybe you can help me get through this.

Tea while raining

A cup of tea which got cold being left untouched for so long
the rain falls down, flooding the potted plants below
eyes focused on the open windows of my room
not really seeing anything that can make it blink

I gulped down a little of the bitter lukewarm tea like water
just like the state I am in... bitter, lukewarm turning cold
drowning from the heavy downpour of rain inside and outside
feeling the water, sensing the cold air but still seeing nothing

and so I said to the unseen wind and to the pouring rain
"kampai!" to the nothingness you bring to my life
"kampai!" for leaving behind flood, mud and rust on my windows...
after that I felt tired, stood up and left the tea behind

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Tempus fugit, non autem memoria