To Fireflies

Hey, fireflies

How is life up there?

Are you flying among beautiful clouds

and resting on the starry beds?

I hope you now can laugh that your cheek will burst

Your smiling faces were too beautiful

that world and earthlings couldn’t contain

We never deserved your sweet laugh

I used to question why you would pick a painful path

Now I understand that staying would even be a more painful path

You had borne such sharp glasses in your heart

and no one was willing to take those out

How many people have tried to comprehend your sorrow?

Not so many that you chose Heaven would listen more

How many people have tried to reach their hands to you?

Not so many that you believe Heaven would be the one who would hug you

Were you in doubt whether you would go to hell or heaven?

Oh, poor souls, even after going through a hellish life,

you might still worried about being thrown into another hell

Those should never be your concern

I am scared, people are scary

They did not ask for your suffering, yet they wanted you to suffer more

You sought death as a remedy for the deep scars

Yet they wish you hell, told you as ungrateful souls

Nobody wants to befriend a grim reaper

But what if he is the only friend when nobody’s around?

They scared you that juggernaut would drag you into the inferno

Yet they were juggernauts themselves and created your worldly inferno

Heaven or hell up there in the sky

God knows that better than those who play God

What I know better is that

this world you lived in is a playground of Hades' children

Rest peacefully, don’t beg prayers from those who hurt you

They never prayed for you since the beginning

Their hearts are full of dirt lying on pseudo-mercy

Shamelessly speaking of sins while masquerading their own sins

As your souls fly in luminosity

There are still people praying for you

I hope you will meet those who comfort you there

I hope you will remember of no wound there

Be happy, fireflies

Glasgow, 30/7/2017

Intan

Image doc. Mother Nature Network

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Sometimes, I didn’t ask much for happiness from God. I just wanted all the sadness to be taken away. Leaving me with emptiness is enough for me. I hate seeing my laughter that does not ease anything. The more I laugh, the more pain remains.