This poetry is dedicated to #BTC
What good is this prayer, this medicine,
Life is just a name without you.
There is pain in the heart, no medicine to give,
Now don't even pray for me to live.
Your separation has become my world,
I have to live, but what is the joy in living?
I never imagined that your promises,
Would all turn out to be deceitful.
All night your dreams troubled me,
Even sleep had complaints about you.
You were the only one close to my heart,
Everyone else was there, but not close to me.