Minggu, 06 Maret 2016

The Funeral

People wears black.
The whole universe goes grayscale.

People talking.
But the entire world goes mute.

No one died today.
I should be okay.
But it is colorless and soundless.

My trust, my confidence, my creed, my faith,
my reliance, my hope,
my innocence, my clarity,
my love,
died today.

Should have been a having a funeral today.

Whose for? Myself? Or him?

I'm alive as I'm breathing.
But I died.

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