The journey

Виктория-Мария Тихонова
You showed me the necessary way
You as an air and I as a mercury.
I tried to flow away,
And you tried to stop me eternally.

There passed days, years flew
And I was in crowd, but eternally one.
The hope is the worst of the things
And I then got stuck in it.

Loneliness. How many books, how many poems.
But nobody writes how to get rid of fetters.
As a result at the person in a day year flies by
And life as infinite fashion show.

It is simpler to become the deviless,
Than to drown in someone's hands.
It is simpler to be the winner,
When others at the funeral.

Don't make plans, think of the future less,
You are already dead inside in the present.
To build - it is necessary to forget,
To live - it is necessary to forgive.

For the person the century flies by in a year,
You just as fish, and world oxygen.
To you will carry if death comes.
Inside it is terrible to look at the dead.