Frustration
By: Furqon Effendi
When I was on the frustration
I didn’t know what I was thinking of
I didn’t know what I was afraid of
To me, the world was so scary
Couldn’t see without any buddy
Darkness was around my eyes
Bitterness was always on my taste
The dread decorated my heart
Hesitation always felt so hard
In a summer I saw the rain
Describing how much the pain
But, when the rain was gone
The pain was still in my own
Couldn't stand with my own feet
Couldn't hold on the pole with my own hand
Do I have to beat?
The soul that break the bent
The pain was without the blood
The pain was growing large
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