Life...

Life of plenty.
Life of pain,
of miracles and death
or dreams that look ahead.

In night I wonder
where to go ahead,
where to jump in a sea of doubt?

Life of question,
of drama and fake emotion,
where I live with joy and horror
or wander among shady people
in search for touch of grass.

In day I specter
vanishing like dust.
I roam in silence,
in vain,
dying from reality
that light light delivers.

Life is empty
when love is over,
placing you in old wood coffin.
Sits my aged self and on a single wooden bench,
lives its long lost , but never lived moments..

Лист

Празен лист хартия.
Думи.
Мисли.
Любов.
Душа.
Страх и ужас.
Мечти и страдание.
Море.
Скали.
Бродене.
Лъжи.
Слепота.
Заслепение.
Спринт.
Объркване.
Път.
Странен.
Истински.
Фантазия.
Живот.
Жени.
Смърт.
Грешки.
Кръст.
Глад.
Страст.
Празен лист хартия.
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