I have no rights for feelings anymore,
I am so hollow, empty like a vessel,
That never will be full of life again.
There is impossible for me to gain,
What I have lost already in a wrestle
With madness life, I tried to living for.
When I was kid, I was afraid of dark,
Not now, not then, I like it more and more.
That silent darkness which will take me far,
From everything, I loved, from where you are.
I see, in front, wide-open magic door,
With perferct shaped, like circle, glowing ark.
The timid stars will consecrate my way
In special journey destined from haven,
Where I will fly, like petal or like bird,
Smiling to you, not saying any word,
All your life, sometimes around seven,
When you can feel me close, like today.
Hollow
© Copyright: Ося Некрасова, 2007
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