I want to blame this life
The situation I am in
I know that when I am stuck
In thoughts and actions I start blaming life
But I don’t really mean that
What do I mean? – I want to utter my feelings that loud
That even the stars would hear and understand
In silent consolation where I am at here
Somehow I rely on stars because they are always the same
The same place in the sky at the certain time of the year
And this is what my one side wants – always the same
But it is not all me
I love you Life for making me vulnerable
For making me feel alive
I cry from pain and happiness that I can actually sense that I am alive!
And the pain is the indicator of my presence
I am not avoiding it this time
I am staring at it with the appreciation
Stars, the stars, my stars
I do not mind you to be where you want to be
Not where I want you to be
Om
DON T
© Copyright: Елена Стафеевна, 2008
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