I can’t get over and it’s stuffing my chest; I can’t breath.
I cough like hell and I know it isn’t because of any heaty food this time, since I’ve restricted my diet since long ago.
It’s hurting me so much and it keeps on hunting me.
I can’t get over and each time it helps to keep away the dryness of my eyes.
Let the sinners have their retributions, not to vent my anger, but to let them have a taste of their own doings and know how much harm they’ve done to others.