Silent Nights - Poem by Anastasija Bobileva
All those nights I hope to die.
They always seem to pass me by,
As I lay alone inside my bed,
Thinking of my life ahead.
The darkness surrounds me, it's getting so cold,
I'm all alone, with no one to hold.
I'm trying to find something to base my life upon,
Somiething in this world that goes on and on.
I am strong, strong enough to move on from this pain
I won't feel the shame. My life is not a game.
I want so much to be free, so much I want to see,
I want to reach the sky, I want so bad to fly.
Around the corner, yet far away, The life I want now gets closer each day.
I guess time continues weather you want it or not, Leaving you behind, or taking you for the journey of your life!
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