Loneliness
The way I feel may make you wish to die
Alack! You'll never get the way I live
'cause our ways are never to collide
I see dull-faces waltz before my eyes
Dim silhouettes rise around and subside
The endless stream of figures passing by
They're looking thru with nothing-seeing eyes
A soulless crowd on its own side
Demented people in their own worlds
There is no one to here as I cry
There is no one to see the way I go
Among the living confined to loneliness
I only wish to love and to be loved
To pour out passion of my rigid heart
This breed reduces my life to absurd
Grey masses with no purpose, with no fate
Society of thousands lonely hearts
Disfigured souls in accident called life
Reduced, resigned, devoid of dreams and hopes
My heart is bleeding there's no one who cares
I feel the pain it means I'm still alive
I cut my skin lest I become like them
Unable to revive, to laugh and cry
I want to see the feeling morning light
When darkness fades and birds at matins are
To wash my face in tears of the skies
To share the air I breathe with one who loves
But all I see is vacuous cold eyes
Deprived of feelings, with no memories
And love I see just in my mind's eye.
life's not a stage – theater of tragedy
I shout for someone who's still alive
And cry reverberates within the walls
Just echoes of the emptiness reply
ignorance going to oblivion
Perpetual eclipse above my way
Forlorn, bereft of love forever more
Why do I live? Why don't just kill myself?
I must have died a long, long time ago
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