The Verdict

My hands are cold and my heart is pounding wild,

Like a total hysteria running through my mind.
Knees shakes as this scares the life out of me.

I had it all done but it's not me for the final say.

To wait is the hardest still I should obey.

Pressures on leveling rise,
Tomorrow or the next more 'morrows,

I will soon learn the prize.

Did I make it or break it?

What will they going to declare?

Win it, then my future would be bright...
Lose it, congrats for I'll be the great crack!

Damn! I couldn't stand a restart.
If that is, I be getting myself into suicide.
Everyone's piercing eyes on me now,
With their mocking brows lifted high.
Today's emotion all mixed up.
Hope I wake up in this long nap.
Time is running so fast.
This weight of waiting is driving me mad,
Leaving me each day an insomniac.
Did I make it good or not?

I really can't recognize.
God, please, don't leave me on this sad flight.
May your will always be done.
Future's unclear, days drawing near;
Soon the judgement will be proclaim...

Will it be the end of my game?

©copyrighted by: Jelyn Piad (Jhelchemy) 2014

Captive

Enslaved by the past and now tortured,

Tortured by the truth of the present

Present that seems to scorn

Scorn in a way of keeping stationary

Stationary still which kills me in vain

Vain of waiting for a future progress

Progress that leads to frustration

Frustration that roped me to madness

Madness that locked me to depression

Depression of being hopeless

Hopeless from unenviable mishaps

Mishaps that despaired me to question

Question of “whys?” and a lot more whys…

Why I am still stranded?

Stranded to nowhere…

Nowhere can I be fitted to a chance?

Chance to the best I deserve?

Deserve, for I have been struggling long enough

Enough! It should be enough because I've done a lot!

Lot of sacrifices, lot of battling, a lot of my best…

Best of standing strong, but guess I’m tired,

Tired of trying, of fighting and of chasing…

Chasing for a trance I can’t seemed to reach.

Reach? How can I when I’m stuck?

Stuck in this chains of ill fate

Fate that smother me tightly

Tightly that I couldn't breathe,

Breathe from suffocation in this air of uncertainties

Uncertainties as to when to surpass

Surpass this merciless prison

Prison I wanted to escape.

Escape to break me free from this curse

Curse of being captive in misery.


©copyrighted by Jelyn Piad(Jhelchemy)2014