A grey window —
How do you hear through it?
Without getting drunk again
With a bitter poison
The world
Has no hope anyway
The edge is blurred between sleep
And unbearable dreams of all these soulless people
Wires and wine
Surround in these walls
And there’s no sense anymore
In looking for someone to blame
And every million
Deepens the abyss
Steals the last sleep
Unless I tear out
Myself from the empty
Tirеsome gates
I no longer havе the strength
To wait for relief
Pain encompasses
With an irresistible wish
The edge is getting closer
And all hopes
I will leave behind
As wreckage in your eyes
The minutes leak
Unbelievably fast
And walls are painted
With the last trace
The only thing left
Is to overcome my fear
The last step
Will melt dark trace of thoughts away
Open the gates
And the soul will fly
Forgetting everything
It lift to the sky at last
The gulp of freedom
In this last moment
Now the step is behind
And I’m falling down
The chains squeeze harder
And the penetrating pain
Tears apart
Screwing the wounds
And the path to heaven
Disappears in a mist
Taking the last drops
Of warmth with it
Was it all really in vain?
Why didn’t I notice
The unlocked doors
Behind the dark haze
In a glimpse
Before darkness absorbs forever