I saw a blog post from my friend, and I can't help but feel like I'm guilty of the same thing. Sure I have been pangsehed every now and then, but maybe I'm guilty of doing the same thing to others. So here's my poem:

Thank You! Bye bye!

Their faces brim with pity and sorrow
I offered them my all, my very best.
Indirectly they rule my happiness
Their actions spoke it all - “Thank you! Bye bye!”
Emotion of frustration, input not
proportional to total revenue
and as the inevitable occurs
Rebound always they will. And the same fate –
Their faces brim with pity and sorrow.
Emotion of inferiority
I, who did my best, am not good enough
for them to be like stars in the dark night

Guilty lightning struck me. I shall not want.
My faces brim with pity and sorrow.
He offered me His all, His very Best.
Raw flesh peeled like a hot knife through butter
Royal pain through cranium. Cerebellum
House of throns in head. A pain worse than death
a King bore a pile of splinters on his
back of bones. Sharp iron between ulna
and Radius. Just the appetiser.
Eons of dejection while bearing our
darkness. Living death. For all our heads.
conquering Death, ensuring it dies good.

My actions spoke it all – “Thanks for your death –
I know you've tasted the cat with nine tails,
spinal cord as visible as the Sun,
your sense receptors tampered with like toys
your life balanced on iron while I
breathe the free air, the ones you've given me
and your buddy of unknown years has just
left you for me, let you die so I live -
But I don’t need you anymore. Bye bye!”
Emotion of frustration, input not
proportional to total revenue
and as the inevitable occurs
Rebound always I will. And the same fate –
My faces brim with pity and sorrow.
The heart wrenching pain I felt was peanuts
to His suffering. Alike, yet nothing.

Never take for granted this Love story
Live It. Return It. Spread It far and wide
As the Sun sets - I have to reach to Him
I know – I just need to reach out to Him