Poetry
Poetry The agony of standing life
irena83 posted on Jul 16, 2011 at 07:11PM
In toss of my thoughts are memories that still breathe. Can you feel my sorrow? Scourge this body sodden by sweat and never been washed away. Can you imagine it? Trapped and tied for this place, that's your fate, you will never run away. Can I just fade away? You have fought before. Will you keep fighting now? This dawn is always the same, day full of difficulties, sweaty shirt and empty eyes, shaking hand that holds this cigarette. Can you forgive your life now? |