Poem : The Final Truth Before Sleep
The Final Truth Before Sleep
The Final Truth Before Sleep
The whirlpool of my passions.
Your grievances. Other people's news.
And the last wave of time.
Live still. And I'm lost.
Drowning in the fog of cities.
Under the snow of dreams, with the winds of tears.
Where love dissolves,
And sleep will embrace me again.
Like my mother in childhood. Forever.
Dreams burn. Years fly.
Forever. I wish I could do something.
But I don't understand where to look.
I can't see anything anymore.
Only deception. Only evil.
And the world rejoices and sings.
It doesn't even let me get up.
It only quietly whispers - you lie down.
And I die in a lie.