Where To Escape? - Poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
You are running ahead
instead of thinking where.
Your heart is beating at a crazy speed,
it has it’s own flair.
You are swallowing salty drops of tears,
You do not hear the jeers,
You do not feel the rain
But only the unfair pain.
Hurts tear your soul apart.
Who cares about your broken heart?
You want to scream, even to roar,
You can’t stand this pain any more.
You want to smash all on your way,
His love was just a play.
At the moment you are blind,
You are getting out of your mind.
It’s so hard to breathe,
You are clenching tight your teeth,
You are trying to gather your will in a fist,
So that your emotions to resist.
You are running against the wind.
Are you really sinned?
Could you be blamed if you loved,
If for a true love you starved?
You thought he was better than the rest,
You prayed and wanted him to be blessed.
Now you are confused. But why?
He refused to teach you how to fly.
You have nothing to do but confess:
He wanted you only for his success.
You can’t escape from yourself,
You can only run forward.
Without a thought what was left
Leaving everything behind,
You try the sense of life to find.
You have only to admit –
He was not your destiny’s gift.
To own you as a thing was his motivation.
You were just his wit reservation.
Understanding the truth you become angry.
You won’t be any more weak.
A true and real love you seek.
You’ll open your heart only to God
Who will never be a fraud,
Who helps you always and now
Sending hard rain on the ground
To wash off your tears and all dirt around.
Now you’ll have to understand:
The rain will certainly end.
There will be again the sunshine
And with the God’s help all will be fine.
18th of May,2011
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