I want to sweep away my life,
To feel no pain inside my heart,
To stab myself to death with knife.
"You have to die" - told Tarot card.
I have no reason to believe
That life is paradise and bliss.
All what I had was grave and grief
And lust or lies, which increase.
I don't know things you calling "saint":
This world can't have a candour soul.
I want to ran away or faint
Each time I see a praying row.
I hate existence, hate myself
And I can't bear this world pressure.
I couldn't find my life-save shelf
So I would turn myself to ashes.
I want to sweep away my life...
© Copyright: Анна Юнисова, 2014
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