i failed my self…
as i failed promise that i made 5 years ago, the time when i facing the mud that spread on my face…
i still remember that day in every sense and smell it with all my desperate soul…
the day that i only had two choice…
the day when sins were cured by mistakes…
Now… my path is, I’ll be here for u my little prince, no matter my soul is dying…
Coz… Holding u is pure son, crafting live with the shape of heart…
I love U Son… hope it shine ure old man, when he knew he just a poser in the fancy place… Just stare me with ure eyes like a hug in this fragile bones… then Breath the rejuvenate air for ure father lungs dear… coz i just cant do it task normally after i break my vows…
Do it for me my hero… as your father keep running for all of us…
*Sing* “Speak Softly Love”…
-blame it when the tears fall-
…when i Just knew it…




there, there…
Hi joey. Sorry for drop myself here just now. Just comeback from (unintended) hiatus.
BTT, this poem seems like reflecting family problem..
Well, hope U get through it soon.
Nice poem, Nice father and send my regards to Vio ya mas
vio vio…
eh mas joey.. kapan kpalembangg
anaknya ndang gede, biar bisa pijet2 bapaknya kalo lagi capek :p