Thursday 3 April 2014

To live

Have you ever thought how it is to slowly die?
Between the thorns of the human life
You try and try to get away
But only blood and flesh is torn this way.
You look around and see no one,
It’s just you and the lonely sun.


You cry for help with a desperate sound
But all you can hear is the deadly earth bound.
You raise your face and watch the sky,
When the playful birds are flying high.
And you wish you could do the same
But the thorns are getting in your way.

You put your gaze back to its place
Why does it matter when everything is so wretched?
All your dreams and hopes and thoughts
Have vanished after just one drop
Because life itself is just one stop
Where you can live, grow, love and sob.

You close your eyes and fade away
With a broken smile and a tear on her way,
And you think that your life it’s just a dream
Carried by a butterfly at his whim.
But all you can do now it’s to convey
That your dreams and hopes must be carried away
By another human born today
Between the thorns of the human way.





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