Once upon a time, there lives Irsyad, all he knows he was carefree. Life used to be so easy and weightless for him.
But now things have changed. Since he met life's true meaning. Of how hatred, pain, repression, self denial and acceptance blend together and create such a massacre to his subtle inner.
Now it gets more unbearable by the day, he's all at sea.
Now it gets too complex , he's all in his own weakness.
The only time he can feel safe is when he's sleeping. It keeps him away from thinking. But when he wakes up, he's back to his basic state. Restless. Confused. He can neither understand nor judge how it all happens. He can't read his own marks now. Was it the crime he committed? Was it something he said? Where has he gone wrong? Or was it just because the way he is?
O sun where art thou?
Everything is so dim , so old
O alter ego where art thou?
I'm losing my place to escape to
O intuition where have thou gone?
I ain't no sensibility of my own picture
O me
I'm so sorry
O Lord where art thou?
I'm unable
Wish I knew how to end this
The conflict dwells within me
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