I walked through corridors of pain,
I watched my life to slowly drain.
My personal doom is my own brain,
I ceased to think that I am sane.

I walked in dark and felt the rain,
and waited 'till I return again.
I was alive, but that was all.
I found myself in deadly stall.

I fear that I will stray,
I fear that I'll lose the day.
Because nothing's worse than this,
critical and fatal miss.

I walked through corridors of pain,
closely watching my own way.
I wandered in the highest grass,
I saw hundreds of dark nights to pass.

And here I am, in dark, alone,
looking towards highest throne.
By no one I am known,
towards unknown fate I'm thrown.

So I rise up every night,
like a curse up in the height.
I hope that this is right
and I'll hold on 'till I lose sight.

I silently watch them all,
I stay before the highest wall.
I can't walk and I can't crawl.
I am waiting, 'till nightfall.

I walked through corridors of pain,
I ceased to exist, ceased to gain.
People started to fade away,
I began to drown in gray.

I watched the nightly leaves to sway,
I fell to my knees and began to pray.
May I remain, may I stay,
May I find my way.

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zuzulka98711  17. 1. 2009 00:04
Znie to super, len škoda, že neviem po anglicky nechcel by si mi to preložiť ? thanks xD
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