Fear

I can feel it, my stomach kept on drumming.
The butterflies kept on flapping inside.
Cold sweats rolled out of my every pore.

The atmosphere is getting so tense.
I can feel that the object is getting so near to me.
In no matter of time, history will repeat.
My fear will therefore finally unfolds throughout the 3 years I had held on.

I really pray for a miracle to happen.
I really wish to speak my heart out.
I really want to and really need to let you understand me well.