There is a shadow over the sea
Does not have a sense for your face
You are turning with the wind
And the rain does not feel you either
In the flush of lethargy
Blur your grey sea of colours
You pull thoughts through the air
A silent carrier only
For a life
A day too late
The work of a lifetime,
Which nobody sees
A wound word, which poromises time
Runs in circles lifelong
Sees a sign totally unexpected
And lives lonly only and silently
Nobody wants to be the witness
Nobody wants to be the judge
Of your meagre kingdom of tales
You are a good human for sure
Why does nobody stick by you?
A spark is enough
For some light in your nothingness
A little shadow is enough
To destroy everything
Can't you really understand this?