The Mode of Self
Destruction
By M. Arief W.
You asked me if I believe in God
Him I have abandoned thousands of years ago
You asked me if I love somebody
No one ever loves me
You asked me if I live this life happily
My joy of life has been snatched long time ago
Now that I ride my car to its top speed
Cruising under the street lamps that light this city
I set the tape to the fullest
Following its rhythm without control
And this scarlet wine I drink
To erase all this pain
Lead
Oh lead me to any direction you want
Lead me to a very far point from this city
Should you ask about my state
That being born in this life I no more expect,
I shall reply
I cry
I scream
But You never hear!
Let me
Let me take the journey to that very distant destination
Where I can live this pain alone
In solitude where just the wind is the company
Soon the world will forget about my whereabouts
Soon it will just forget my having ever existed
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