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28 апреля 2025, 10:38
I close the door and I run away, Leaving behind all the hurt of the day. I've done it already hundreds of times: Left only a house without any lights. I head into darkness looking for sun, Try to find peace – but again have to run. Break up with the loved ones to avoid the pain, Eager to stay dry in a heavy rain. I cry loosing voice to feel the silence, Turn off the light to escape from nightmares. Hope not to stay down – never going above, I reject the feelings, yet wish to feel love. Beware of mistakes, hence remain still, Spent life for nothing – I've given up my will. I'm scared by the future and afraid of today. There's no black-and-white, just absorbing grey. 07.04.2025

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