Life has just turned upside down.
Everything's stopped.
No reason to get anything.
I opened the box, it was empty.
The God has finally died.
What for to celebrate?
Why to write, why to be?
I'm not sad, I'm not happy
all has been in vain.
Life and Death are meaningless.
Like a stone of caring has gone away.
I doesn't need anything.
There is no destination.
Everything is as illuminated
as if perfect
as if I has molded into existance
Selite:
- Kirjaudu tai rekisteröidy kommentoidaksesi
