Handwritten

This letter on my hand Is not the first But still it's hard to write The ending part Words appear on black boards Or fortune cookies Through any form remains the same Let this letter I write for you On the other side Right behind your door Embodies rain fall Begging your light If only I can knock the door With no fear set in mind I won't be kneeling down Sliding the letter for you Struggle with how courage works inside This head is loud enough to break Thinking how our chapter won't proceed With pathetic conclusion end the final sentence These feets are cold Is it from your room? Or is it just me? Let this letter I write for you On the other side Right behind your door Embodies rain fall Begging your light If only I can knock the door (Pull the handle) Hold my tears And say it by myself Once you read it when daylight comes Everything will change You'll feel how loud it is Though all handwritten in silent