I feel like my heart beating in the rain
Among the hundreds of red moths
While insomnia tortures my brain.
And how I feel? I’m drowning in this pain.
I’m overwhelmed with bright morning light
I’d like to do something right
But I’m so broken inside
The sun can not illuminate my inner night.
And how I feel? I’m drowning in this pain.
My heart is beating slower day by day…
How I feel
© Copyright: Твоя Шизофрения, 2019
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