Are you still breathing?
The end is yet to come.
Tell my heart it's bleeding
So, who have I become?
I've seen other sides of you.
(Aren't they chosen?)
But what's happening to me?
Your voice is like poison!
It can't get through, you see?
I know you'd better be mine.
I'm like the sun shifting at night:
In the darkness it does not shine,
So send me on my way to light.
...
So now this ship is sinking,
You're trying to escape.
You got me thinking
That nothing can be saved.
Nothing can be said:
Words don't sound anymore.
Turn memories to sand.
You only make them sore.
Nothing more is left for me.
All of this just bring me pain.
Who I am to disagree?
Am I really lost again?
©Kerilko
The end
© Copyright: Чаадаев Кирилл, 2016
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