260 To my baby-boy

I know it’s a hard way
To feel the pain day after day,
When life turned out into shit
Messy foolish theatrical skit
And seems like no stamina inside
To fight and hate to hide.
Looking around to the emptiness
Instead humans that used to be friends.
No help, no love only this dark
Fucking sharp pain that marks
You are still alive and still breathing
And strength out of pain is gathering.
Healing wounds in the cold and darkness
Like a hungry to revenge wolf, you’ll rise
To show them they were wrong
When they thought you’re not that strong
Like a sudden thunder come and show
Who is the best of the best now!               
01.01.2015


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