
Are we all here for the same reasons?
Maybe there are different meanings,
Different sounds,
Different rythyms.
Say your farewells soon.
Before the beat drowns away.
Before I fall
And there is nothing to catch but
The Air.
It'll kiss my fingers before I reach the blue.
It won't be patient,
It'll let me go.
Why should I matter?
If I'm not good enough for life,
Then so death be my fate.
For there isn't enough.
And I have not the strength to refill my lungs.
Inflate my mind,
Puncture holes in my chest.
Let me drown.
Let me rest.
Was I not kind?
Was I not fair?
If only you could give me enough
Enough
Enough
Full and pure Air.
About the Creator
Mihaela Vasileva
I write based on heart. I love based on thought. I think based on truth.



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