I’ve seen this one too many times:
Desire leads to desolation,
In dire need of revelation
We watch our hopes and dreams collide
We rush and fall into the dust,
Despite the path is yet uncertain,
Then try to break the vicious circle,
Born from indifference and lust.
Into the heart once filled with joy
The anger slowly scratched its way
But I don’t want to let it prey
On dearest feelings that I hold,
To walk between the light and shade,
Demanding answers I require,
If there’s at least a trace of fire
Don’t put it out, don’t make it fade!
I ve seen this one too many times
© Copyright: Никита Сергеевич Шеньков, 2019
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