You don’t wanna hear your inner voice, -
It is you choice.
The only thing for everyone is to respect
It. Direct or indirect.
It’s just magic and such a cruelty:
You’ve constructed your own nonexistent reality.
You’ve decided to be alone,
Unstill we are gone.
I refuse to believe
And just want you to live
Brightly, truly, in such a manner
As if it would be possible forever.
It’s not a poem, - something strange.
I’d like you to be engaged
In the process of interesting reading
Of endless book. With the simple title “Loving”.
Loving
© Copyright: Павел Войтович, 2014
Свидетельство о публикации №114081603817
Свидетельство о публикации №114081603817
Рецензии