IV

Even I am scared,
scared this will just end one day,
I want you to stay.

III

If the consequence,
Is much greater than we planned,
promises be kept.

II

All the solutions,
they seem like they are farfetched,
Don't mess with my head.

I

In these sleepless nights,
my thoughts make me such a mess,
I have welcomed death.

Pale beauty

White as the cold snow,
pure and gentle is your touch,
you are a blessing.