Like fire burning in the middle of your chest
Like the whole world is against you and yourself
Like even that who cared for so long doesn't no more
Like a river detouring from the flow to ascending
Like loving with less to be offered or reflected back to you
Like the end of the world to believers with a lot of sins
Like being denied of what you depend on and fully deserve
Like a volcano type of temperature on the outer most part of the skin
Like hatred with neither reason nor explanation from your lover
Like a house standing against itself with no foundation to sustain
Like the state of poverty after losing all the wealthy once possessed
Like the atmosphere with no oxygen to support life
Like an endless journey with no places to charm ahead
Like a walk in the dark with no background sounds
Like shame caused in front of your lover in your presence
Like death that occurs with less of your help to the deceased
Like the spread of an epidemic in the local areas with less awareness
Like caring for everyone expecting them to do the same yet no
Like leadership set for competition with obligations for the subjects
Like thinking of death in the absence of the loved ones.
