Sakit....

Sakit. Sakit. Sakit.
Too painful.
Said "I'm healed" when they asked.
But if the eyes had a valve from which tears flow, then my eyes valve must have severely damaged. It's too heavy to bear.... This sorrow....

I pray to God so I will have a power to erase certain memories. I pray to Him so one day I can smile happily instead of faking it. Terserah orang bilang aku galau, labil, too much. I'm the one living it. You need a new person with whom you create new memories, to get over the old ones, but I just haven't met the new one just yet. Though at times it could be very hard for me to believe in his existence, I still keep on trying to.

Sakit.... Tuhan. When will I be able to get over all these nightmares? Beg your mercy, dear Allah my Lord....