Kindred Spirit
I came up with a plan of escapism.
I ran away from me, my angst and trouble,
I ran away from you, — It seemed to me...
A lifetime goes by fast —
We ain’t ready
To solve a lot of complicated stuff.
You’re diving into harmful ugly habits —
I’m praying for your eyes to see the light.
You see me, sleeping, when the dark night covers
The city, full of lonely broken hearts,
Meanwhile, I am daydreaming ‘bout moments
Of hugging you one day when you ain’t nuts.
I wasn’t first. Unfortunately, not only.
Despite the fact I lodged in your dark soul.
I was your light in the labyrinth of conflicts —
Your inner conflicts, you could not resolve.
You’ve got an intricate life, scars over the chest,
The way you talk to the world is your protest.
I would embrace you, dear, soothing pain,
You hurt me day by day, over again.
No matter how soon you will choose to change
Left-handed wives, room-mates, ladies of pleasure,
My whisper in your head will muffle them,—
You will recall who is your real treasure.
I was with you in sorrow and at leisure.
But I escaped, because that was a measure.
I wish I could be near you all life,
But I wasn’t prepared for the knife.
A lifetime goes by fast —
We ain’t ready
To solve a lot of complicated stuff.
You’re diving into harmful ugly habits —
I’m praying for your eyes to see the light.
(Dedicated to M.T.)
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