I didn't say anything
When it seemed like
The whole world was speaking
The grey walls of that cursed room Looked heavy and dark
But they said
It was the beginning
I thought,
I never wanted to see again
Was it all a joke?
Or only a dream again?
Stood at the top of the stairs,
Smiling
Fireworks rose into the sky
And turned into stars
And flowers
Now they're all shining
When you overlook
Every single thing you said
It would break the deals,
Break the hearts
This would never be easy
To escape from your own thoughts
The windows there
Looked down to the sea
There was nobody there but me
Maybe I'll find the truth someday
They're saying
“ Look down there, it's easy, isn't it?”
I'm going to jump anyway
I was afraid something like that would happen
Will all of this be forgotten?
YOU ARE READING
Withering Dreams
Poezja"But who's the tangled one in the bubble? " -Not just me, we're all confined by the walls we build ourselves. And those who suddenly find their elves in another world... maybe an unknown world Everybody who they feel something vague And every elf...
