The way you living in my head -
Creates forbidden thoughts in mind,
I'd rather be completely dead,
Regretting I was not born blind.
Air ends - my throat is full of lump,
Some words are spinning on the tongue,
I need to find the strength for jump
And time for it while I'm not drunk.
That never happens. All night long
I'm waking up again five times
In this mad house - there's something wrong,
I want to know. I want. I try.
Rose petals fall into my hands,
My memory is wafer crumbs,
Another way - another ends
I reached a deadlock. I feel numb.
The threads of life are giving hope,
I try so hard to not to blink,
I want believe that I will cope
I will. Will I? I think... I think...
Useless
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