четвъртък, 20 юни 2024 г.

I have secrets

 I have secrets

I have a few

But will I tell them?

And to whom?

A silent cry from my heart...

And my mind is burning up with fever.

To sleep sometimes is hard.

To ask me no one cares to.

I will, it seems, carry them to my grave.

It seems to me that I am anything but brave. 

сряда, 12 юни 2024 г.

You Wanted All

 You wanted all

You gave me nothing

But pain

Instead of sunshine on a rainy day

I was closest to you

You forgot about me

You completely disappeared

I am stricken with fear now

I can`t even enjoy what once was

I thought we had something

Now it`s turned into dust

Nowhere to run

 Nowhere to run Out of breath Nowhere to hide My face I thought I knew you well Now times have changed The pain you caused  Is with me again...