Being enslaved to my heart and soul until when?

My heart always demands to control until when? 

Once if I find a knife, I’ll cut him in pieces.

Hope I have strength to hide him in a hole until when?

I rather live and not have any heart in my chest.

Why do I need the heart, this lump of coal, until when?

Regret that life passing everybody so so fast,

This heart of ours is infecting the whole until when?

Tell me, “Haloo” how did I lose the sweet taste of love?

I do wonder. Do I need any sinful goal, until when?

2/16/2017

“Haloo”