I still remember

I still remember when the hungry are being attacked and I still remember how to drive. Although I do not have anything, but I can still try with all my abilities. If the siding is also not satisfied with me, I still had meat in my body. Although the body does not realize how much meat, but okay for a booster just hungry.

 
I still remember when the thirst is washed over me and I still remember how to get it off. I can still crawl to find a lake. If I did not get a drop of water, I still remember how to cry, for then I drank. If my tears dry, at least I still have a bit of blood that flows in my body. I guess not too bad for running down my throat is dry.


I still remember when the intersection is being misled and I still remember how to ask. I still remember how to speak. If the road I traveled was about to end, I would leave my selfishness and I will follow where the path should go through. If all the roads not to, I can surrender to the wind and took off somewhere.


I still remember when tired being butchered my steps and I still remember how to sleep. I still remember how to lay down. If no place for me, I still remember how to open the door of my heart, I still have my bed and I could rest and sleep there. Although this should also be realized during sleep did not give birth to nothing and continues to sleep away.


I still remember when it was dark and I kept my body still remembers how to be silent. I still remember what it was morning, I could still hold hope in the sun. Although I always remember the previous events that have been through, that the sun was behind the black clouds, hiding, no form.


I still remember when solitude is being dragged to the summit of the hill and I still remember the quiet and fully aware of who I am. I still have a soul and I still remember how to surrender, I still remember how to pray, I still have a language of the soul that always cry calling. If my voice is also not up, I can still hold my own shadow. Even though I know it's hard to find, but I still remember how to crawl on dry land without light.


I still remember when dying was eating at me and I still remember how to get up. I will keep trying to enforce it, standing. When I was thrashing around until then lying, I still remember how to breathe. Although I know my breath is just a disenfranchised one-on-one, I'll breathe it. If oxygen can not flow through my body, I still have my inner nose and mouth that never tired of maintaining the breath of life.


I still remember my heart that still insist on maintaining this boredom.

I still remember my heart that still insist on maintaining this futility.

I still remember my heart that still insist on maintaining this silence.

I still remember who I still insist on maintaining this dying heart.

I still remember who I still insist on this life-sustaining care.


But, -

I really do not remember for what and why this is done