Exhausting Day
In this heart is silence
Loneliness and depression
Sometimes imaginable that I do not want to remember
But the shadow is always haunting
Hunting me down into the niches of my soul and breath
Can I run to forget all that?
Deleted all my footsteps
Who followed me tirelessly
What should I do and do?
To end all existing keriasauan
Which is increasingly torturing my inner days
And killing my feelings all the time
Feeling drugged and self-destructive ...
