After the night comes along
I will still be on my own
No light will break into the night
no light will break into my life
Every road leads into an end where only darkness survives
The rain plays along with my feelings tonight
Wet dreams take the wheel
Unpleasant thoughts will stop the kill
The kill of beauty or an ugly mess that lives alone?
I should use an excuse more persuasive
Maybe I could cover the abusive crushing
Have in mind that the residues won't be vanished
Haunter of hunting ghosts in the deep dark forest of an endless foggy pathway
Defeated races of a temple and an idea
Same destinations, different paths
It's a hell of a world,
I wish I could find my heaven.
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My Secret Phone Notes
PoetryWords, sayings, thoughts of mine and maybe somehow poetry which are written in my phone's notes and nobody sees and knows about them but they keep deep secrets of mine that I'll never have the strength to say. Writing is my escape because there are...
