I crush every ounce of my weak power,
All that a fragile girl had aggregated,
Days rolling down like an accerlated marathon,
Copious problems pinching my skin with thorns,
Trying to raise my despairing soul up high,
The metal hammer that was nailed onto my head,
Landed striking the bone with a clamorous thud,
And the electrified veins spurted our burning blood.

The guardian angel unclipped my hands and feet,
Commencing the simple transformation from life to death,
Sinking deeper and deeper into the breathless abyss,
The final countdown to an eternal bliss,
An effortless life that I once thoroughly desired,
Seemed to be left far behind like an unfulfilled wish,
And into heaven of death I thus entered,
Away from the evil tsunami to the afterlife shelter.