Dear My Lord..

Dear My Lord...

plese help me translate this felling..

This chest felt tight rippled
This brain seemed to bind strongly
This kept my mouth shut tight hold
my eyes just want to vent the pent tears

what it all means
My Lord...

Angry?
Envy?
Jealous?

Please...please... dispose of all sense of this
I don't wanna be Your servant who fall into the dark fire
Please give me a little patience
I just want to remain grateful for the gifts that you have entrusted to me...
Everything...

Rgd,

Lee Loo Chan