Battlefield

It has come to this
A battlefield
Scarring,
Killing us

As much as
We protect,
We hurt
We kill

The fear
Jabs like a dagger
Tormenting daily

Each query
Feeds pain
Every answer
Inadequate
Unsatisfactory

Cold war
A silent battle
Every day

Will we somehow
Survive This
or
Will we
Be parted...

*Sayangku, this post is for the both of us. Nothing kills me more than the thought of being parted from you. I know time is really trying on us now. It's challenging. But let's just hold on to each other. Hold on to our beliefs, our principles, for that has formed us to be whom we are today*

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