Nothing's wrong with the fact i'm weak
It's okay that i can be sad
But the thing that my doubts flip
All my life ...
how to live with that?
How to live with the thing i've lost,
With the thing that i've killed myself
All the moments that were supposed
To transpose all to highest shelf?
When believes are no more alive,
When i start to restart again,
Out of spite someone throws knife,
And it hurts with the double pain,
And the memories that i blocked,
And the wishes that i denied,
They come back, and i'm crashed on rock,
And regret that i haven't died..
But the thing that i've passed through all
And this all hasn't killed me yet...
Maybe, worthy to rise and fall?
And no reasons to feel regret?
Maybe everything still has aim?
And no matter for good or worst,
..Even things that i took for shame.
What if nothing is yet THAT lost...
(с)Диана Опанасенко
What if
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