I just wanna tell to the world that i am strong enough facing the suffering life, empty hope, and the illusion of the dreams.
Feeling depressed is always stay in my mind. It bites me all the day. I do not have something to do. The power, The spirit have run away.
Everybody have problems. But you know, i'm feeling that my problems are the worst. How can it be?
I have problem with my family.
I have problem with my friends.
I have problem with my University.
I have problem with all the guys who stay around me.
I have tried something to break all that fucking problem. But, the real life is still real life. It never be the same with imagination.
This is my life.
But i'm feeling strong enough to face the world.
I just believe in being able to solve this problem, because i'm strong.
There i can choose. what i wanna be...
Saturday, June 13, 2015
Dua Puluh Lima
Dua puluh lima menjadi trauma
kupikir bahagia,
kupikir tak lagi sengsara
tetapi justru nestapa
Dua puluh lima terlalu jauh
terlewat, terlampau jauh
tak lagi berbalik,
sekedar memetik bunga yang tertinggal
Dua puluh lima mati
saat dua puluh tiga menjejali
menghunus pada setiap rongga hati
ada yang berani menandingi?
kukira lebih baik kumati
Dua puluh lima
hanya begitu saja?
hambar.
tanpa makna
kupikir bahagia,
kupikir tak lagi sengsara
tetapi justru nestapa
Dua puluh lima terlalu jauh
terlewat, terlampau jauh
tak lagi berbalik,
sekedar memetik bunga yang tertinggal
Dua puluh lima mati
saat dua puluh tiga menjejali
menghunus pada setiap rongga hati
ada yang berani menandingi?
kukira lebih baik kumati
Dua puluh lima
hanya begitu saja?
hambar.
tanpa makna
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