No choice… I’m forced to hide my feelings.
I'm forced to keep within myself this urge.
If someone nailed my body to the ceiling
It would hurt less, than this sweet scourge.
No choice…My eyes will tell sad story.
Can’t force to hide the sadness in my eyes.
Heartbreaking, simple tragedy in all it’s glory –
I’m not allowed to take… You’re not my prize…
No choice… Survive and keep on breathing.
I’m forced to swallow bitter pill of life.
It pains, but heart will keep on beating.
I miss you, struggling to overcome this strife.
Without you, life is living hell and torture!
No moment passed without a thought of you.
I keep repeating your last words with rapture.
You really said you’ll miss me, before you flew?..
Choice
© Copyright: Дмитрий Гараев, 2013
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