A keresés eredménye

The absence is an incurable wound

The guilts of the past have tied you
in a slow rythm of death.
And it seems impossible to run away,
you let yourself in this unfair loss.
 
Your nights are full of nightmares,
the darkness will cover the moments.
Love, terrorist of the dreams,
taught you to live with obsessions.
 
Now the time is after every thought of yours,
the absence is an incurable wound.
Choices of yours that have destroyed you
and they dig you deep in earth.
 
And me, that I am slowly dying with you.
you didn't turned to see a minute.
You left me alone, here, waiting.
in tears - high seas to dive in.