September - October 2013
And bright days charm, It was lost in total darkness. The minutes of parting are suffocating Us in this eternal bustle. The empty room is broken, The moon has not yet looked out of the window. And your life is rather drunk, Than forgotten — And so it has been for a long time. From despair, sometimes, I want to climb the wall. At night you don't sleep and howl, You're sick of someone's lies and flattery. Escape? And there's nowhere left, After all, all paths are blocked — And people were telling the truth, You, who once burned bridges...Senespero kaj malplena...
November 11, 2023 at 6:46 PM