2017-03-30 - 11:25 p.m.
It's late
I'm supposed to be asleep
Even when I'm in bed
and tiredness slowly creeps in
it's still hard to close my eyes
I wish I could pretend or lie
and just sleep well tonight
Despite all the prayers,
something still doesn't feel right
I still see you
even when I don't want to
I keep seeing you die
and there's nothing I can do
As much as I still hate your guts,
I hope that nightmare shall never come true...
R.
(Jakarta, 21/3/2017 - 11:45 pm)
