The summer is over, the autumn is waiting – this merciless season.
You cannot deny it, there is no solution. And there is no reason.
Surrounded by memories full of depression you step into fire.
It’s time for a change but I won’t let you die.
Get ready to follow the last butterfly.
The flame takes you higher and higher.
Farewell to a dreamer
It’s all you can tell.
No hope (not a glimmer)
In bitter farewell.
This lonely September
Will tell you goodbye.
I know – you’ll remember
The last butterfly.
You’re roaming in darkness and there is nobody to light up your candle.
Your empty illusions will never come true and it’s so hard to handle.
You’re watching your fantasies fading away. Will you burn your creation?
The dose of reality comes into view.
And you’re not the person I thought that I knew.
The one with no chance for salvation.
© Andrew Mosckalev, 01.04.2018