A shrill encroached upon my deep slumber
the door bell rang
apprehensive I, opened the door
who has come to me at midnight?
A letter. A letter?
I picked it up, eager to see the sender’s name
But it was anonymous.
Who wrote it and why?
The words were so soothing
A balm on my wounded mind.
Stranger wrote;
In this world everybody gets hurt,
Don’t suffer,
Darkness is followed by light
My dear
Claim your share of happiness
Don’t cry
Control yourself
Compose yourself
Miles to attain, promises to keep
To meet your destiny
Don’t stop,
In this world everybody gets hurt
Don’t worry
Who wrote it and why?
The words were so soothing
A balm on my wounded mind.