When it hurts,

I thought of running away,

I asked for help from my friends,

And the downhill seems like the deadliest road,

With the unknown rocks tumbling down,

And the roads too tricky to be handled,

Like that my whole life become another reality,

Some bitter-sweet that i have to swallowed,

To cry in the arms of someone was only a dream,

As i fight my way to bury the devil in me,

So the next time it does happen again,

Lets just pray the nuclear weapon is as weak as this,

For the next time i am drunk in emotions,

I won't packed my bags again.