What we ve done...

What's happened with this damned world?
There is an emptyness inside.
Our soul-lights are dark and cold.
We look for truth, sinking in lies...

We made it by our own hands,
Following wishes and spilling blood
We try to go, or just to stand
Our own way, praying our God.

But our ways are just like circles -
They have no end, they have no start.
We walk without any purpose
And wish to fly, though steps are hard.

We crash ourselves, and it's so sad,
We burn in flames of our sins.
We made the gravestone that we'll get...
I hope, you'll catch, what these words means...


Рецензии
Английский всегда тяжело мне давался, стихотворения ещё труднее, ну а все вместе так вообще ядерная смесь. И вам удается с ней совладать. Потрясающе.

Павлова Виктория Сергеевна   27.10.2017 23:09     Заявить о нарушении