CONFINED
A burdensome task,
fades by it's own weakness.
There are so many options
to remove a comma.
I never followed a cliched path,
decided to blame all the blessings.
Rather,I preferred darkness
And played with psychedelic lamps.
I destroyed all fake amusements,
Now craving for the boosted peace.
Neighter I got that easy fuck-ups,
To mix the blues with unknown bliss.
The frail storm have arrived quickly
ruined my corpse with haunted gaze,
It shattered my freedom too
and is acting like a terrible maze.
Then I flew away from the cadavar
now making fun with gloomy lights.
I can see those horrible streets
Where I stared for innumerous nights.
The task is over,
The strength is gone.
I escaped from all options,
Can I call it a static life?
A burdensome task,
fades by it's own weakness.
There are so many options
to remove a comma.
I never followed a cliched path,
decided to blame all the blessings.
Rather,I preferred darkness
And played with psychedelic lamps.
I destroyed all fake amusements,
Now craving for the boosted peace.
Neighter I got that easy fuck-ups,
To mix the blues with unknown bliss.
The frail storm have arrived quickly
ruined my corpse with haunted gaze,
It shattered my freedom too
and is acting like a terrible maze.
Then I flew away from the cadavar
now making fun with gloomy lights.
I can see those horrible streets
Where I stared for innumerous nights.
The task is over,
The strength is gone.
I escaped from all options,
Can I call it a static life?
