I ain't Poet

I Know What’s right

I know what’s right
But I am afraid.
And I sinked in pool of emotions and
I sanked deeper.
I tired to come on to the surface
But I couldn’t
I have pain and hope
The pain are two
A pain of not listening to heart
A pain of not being the best
I get killed everyday bit by bit
And my hope is salt on my wounds ,which I carry around.
What should I pray?
Is life a play or plain .
I know what’s right ,but I don’t have courage
My past does haunt me and my future does tease me.
Being quite and I know my plight
I tried to come on to surface, I felt suffocated
But heart says it’s the safest place.