Dear... God
When I got divorced at the age of 19 I didn't blame you for the punishment that you gave me. I didn't complain about anything.
Everyday I woke up with swelled eyes from the age of 9. Why are you making my life a tragedy?
I haven't asked you for anyone's failure. I have always been kind to everyone around me. I helped all the people who asked me for help. I tried to die several times, and you didn't take me to you.
Why are you punishing me? Am I such a big sinner... I also want to live a happy life god. Please I am begging you.
I don't have dreams in my life. Because I believe that I don't deserve to dream like others.