#40

Those people, I used to know them. Why are they so different now? Everything is used to be, I don't know, happier? I feel like I'm forced to move on and meet new people. Or am I just not worthy to be their friend anymore? I can never give them what others may, I can only offer annoyance and loyalty.

Fuck this. Hard.

I am surviving on a floating stone, between the probability of staying afloat or drag down into the deep. Maybe I'm just confused. Shits' too hormonal.

I need someone to talk to, but that someone do not exists. I hate this.

Tuhan, dan kegelapan.

Tuhanku
Aku ingin mandi panasnya hari
Masih melihat hadapan jalan yang belum jumpa hujung
Tunggu matahari memanjat gunung esok
Untukku

Tuhanku
Aku ingin menyalin kulit menjadi baharu
Aku sedar aku tidak boleh berpaling
Dari tali hitam yang aku titi
Bisik nafsu kembali

Tuhanku
Aku mengetuk pintu keampunanmu
Tanganku berbalut dengan doa
Darah dosa kering di parut dada
Keringat taubat menitik ke bumi