Forgive this corpse for living
For being strong enough to cry
But to weak to crush this voice
For being to weak to revive
But strong enough to keep walking
Forgive this dead jantung for beating
And not knowing the use
To perhaps remind me
Of what i once was?
Alive and beautiful....
Now cold, dead, and rotting.
Remind me of a past when i lived?
Forgive this constant pulse
When this body is lifeless
Soul is rotting...
But there's a constant 'Bip Bip'
In my arm which doesn't belong...
Because it's only suppose to exist
In those alive.
Forgive these cracked lungs for breathing
For aching and breaking everyday
And never...
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