In the end
I will loose all my abilities
All my attempts went down the drain
And now I’m dying in the “feelings-rain”
I feel I am nothing already
My psychic now’s not really steady
I feel myself frustrated
I’m by the judge investigated
I wanna break this “a priori”
I wanna write myself the end of story
I wanna make, on the safe side
Some copies, in my own soul to hide
In the end of my unlucky life
I will be dancing on a stranger’s fife
And the phrase: ”Barbarus hic ego sum, quia non intelligor ulli”
Will prove my dammit life, will prove fully and truly…
Свидетельство о публикации №104110100755