I'm going, I'm going on my path alone.
My eyes are open, but my mind is stone.
Who can I trust? Who can I love?
That choice was last. Stop, it's enough!
For ages I'm going
And even my hope to find is dead. It's burned.
All I wished was an arm.
An arm that would hold me when I'm weak.
I'm singing, I'm singing for this empty world.
Around there's nobody who can say a word.
Nothing to live for, nothing to die for,
Nothing to thank for, nothing to forgive for...
Look in my eyes and see who I am:
Under a mask of an iron woman
Lives a young girl who dreams of a heaven
While she's falling to hell.
The light through the darkness
Betrays me again and beats my back with knife.
All I wished was a heart
Full of love that would cover me
That doesn't exist
2006
All I wished
© Copyright: Карина Буянова, 2014
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Hope you`ll find a strong support;
but only you will be a court
and only you can decide
how`ll be better to revive.
Keep your chin up and strive!
_
Best wishes! A great poem!
Анна Хонькина 04.08.2014 12:38 • Заявить о нарушении
but only you will be a court
and only you can decide
how`ll be better to revive.
Keep your chin up and strive!
_
Best wishes! A great poem!
Анна Хонькина 04.08.2014 12:38 • Заявить о нарушении
Thanks a lot, Ann!
This poem is old, life is much better now.
Карина Буянова 05.08.2014 19:25 Заявить о нарушении
This poem is old, life is much better now.
Карина Буянова 05.08.2014 19:25 Заявить о нарушении