The Seeds of Happiness and Love
Storm in my bloody soul
making noise all over
my half-dead body,
my blood getting cold
my breath getting hard
am i done with mission
in this piece of earth,
is it time to say Goodbye?
My voice get lower than before,
but inside in me
my inner voice screaming loud
cause it's hard
to live with pain
with strong desire
little spark is enough
to light up the sleeping fire.
I feel like i fall into the darkness
breaking myself in pieces,
but there's a little circle of hope
making me raise myself high
like a Phoenix
and burn the sadness and all the malice
in this world
and plant seeds of happiness and love
that's the flower which is missing
in this dark and cruel world.
22/05/2017
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