Emptying my Glass

i have a glass.

a glass that used to be empty.

a glass that was full lately.

i was so grateful that i have something to drink.

something to drink when i am thirsty.

i love this liquid a lot.

i love the taste it brings.

my journey goes on.

until one day.

i coughed.

and i noticed blood from my cough.

i love this liquid.

i really do.

but why am i bleeding?

then i realized this liquid was not meant for my body system.

it poisoned me inside.

at first i think.

i have a great immune system.

i can contain this liquid.

but i bleed.

and i am going to die.

die because this liquid does not make me stronger on my journey.

it made me worse by bleeding day by day.

so then i decided to pour the liquid out.

the liquid that i love.

my glass is empty again.

let me have nothing to drink for now.

at least my body will remain in this state.

i'll wait.

til my glass is filled again.