1955... night has strike again.. im in trauma of dark.. my day lives in frightening.. my night lives in trauma... i light in on, but afraid of closing my eyes.. 2days, i slept during a day with tears.. and night awake like thinking what will happens tomorrow.. the curse will happen, which i wonder what? By the name of Allah, i even hard to preach, afraid if i used it wrongly.. why i am in this frightening darkness? I might did it wrongly... now my leg is shaken, its 2002 and soon 0315 never promised i will be still OK....
*deeply depressed*.....
No comments:
Post a Comment