Sastra

To Live is to Pain

To live is to pain
Or even to die

To live is to pain
Even to suffered

To live is to pain
Even worse to live in hole

To live is to pain
Walking on the cracked red of corner
Into down hill of hopes

To live is to pain
When words can’t emerge
When hands can’t be touch
When love can’t be felt
Oh how to live is to numb
Oh, I want to live

To live, doesn’t mean to pain
To live, is to feel
To live, is to know you’re hurting
You’re feeling something
You’re touching, holding

To hold your dear until it suffocated
To hold your dear until it passes away
To hold your dear until the death comes,
Separates us, breaking us apart

For the dead, heaven waits you
The oasis need you
Those abundant love openly for you
Go on there

For the living, let’s love the dead
Let’s live until dead told us to come
To eventually surrender
To willingly be sent
Until then, let’s savor the world in every sense

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