"Light Trough Darkness"

Lifeless land, lonely life

Lovely stars, but lack of light

Wind was cold the night were wild

And darkness dries the tears of the eyes

List of problems, losses the hope

One last chance, one last move

Hates and hatreds, hit the heart

Hardest hour, heavy heart

Whole to peaces, purples I’ve praise

Pressure of the blood, savior is the bullet

Hell holds me, I kill a man

But conscience keeps staring, screaming and shouting

How can I? How should I?

Twist this moment and turn back time

Heal the hole of this heart of mine

Lead me Lord, show me You’re light

To live with love, leave the loneliness

To face all fears, fade it forget it

To hit the highest hill, to pick the precious pearl

The only thing that I want to happened

Crumpled Paper

A moonlit lonely evening

The stars wasn’t shining

The wind makes my body frozen

And silence speaks louder and louder

Shouting that I should let you go

And make another piece

 Without you my darling

No I can’t, I can’t do this,

Living without you is a great sentenced

Whatever stains and dirt in our relationship;

That makes it as an imperfect,

I will erase it, fade it and clean it.

I will try my best to rebuilt this broken piece

And makes every lines, beautiful and perfect

I am looking for a perfect sheet

To help me to make this story revised and twisted

But whenever I tried to rewrite and fix it

There is always a mistake,

And the only thing that I can do,

is to crumple it,

and send it to the trash were he live.

Crumpled paper,

A result of imperfect writings,

Wrong words, stained and dirt,

Mistakes, mistaken!

Crumpled papers were lonely,

They were crying loudly

Because they know,

Trashcan will be their sanctuary

Soon I realized, I’m a crumpled paper

A product of rejection

A part of attempts but failure

 Whatever I tried to rebuilt our broken piece

It won’t be perfect.

 Because the crumpled paper like me

 is not for the perfect love story that I want to happened.

Time will come someone needs me,

because crumpled paper like me

is not living for one purpose only.


J-Supremo

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