when I was crushed

* Women's hooded fog,
curled corner,
is there anything that can wake you up,
tuk just open the window,
not to let the light dim menelusup ruangmu.

** I'm Wherever until ujungku,
sky never say enough,
I arrived at the realization I was empty,
I'm even reluctant to care.
heavily last night my tears,
This morning, smua at me!
Wherever kukatupkan my lips, I'm lazy to hear encouragement.
Usahlah become quasi-understand me,
enough to let me, though disebuah corner I looked pathetic.
Chest let me have your field,
so when I never needed it.

Did you know ...
I began to understand,
membrane when concentrated down, lips to speak the truth taste stored.
How naive you and me.
ibaku on kehebatanmu,
ibaku on arogansiku say.

We are bound by one long episode,
sometime the road arm in arm,
or be more opposite.

Since last night not a word spoken from my lips,
I do not own but how silence menggigilkan niche and own-sendiku.
I fear, silence is deadly all the senses perasaku.

As time past, I'm stumped then tried to stand.
Now I began to realize, I am modest for you.
I decided to walk alone, ... skip.
At least ... I had nowhere to go home, go home to your house.

* Women's hooded fog was still frozen,
Any attempt to wake you failed and went down.

BY:
HARIES Budjana