I'm sitting in the dark
Corner of my kitchen
It's late at night
And all that i hear
Is my breathing and loud mind
Annoyed with some blood  thirsty mosquito.

I'm thinking of the hard past days
Of all my used energy for others
For ensuring balance between.
****** zone you know...
**** it's so exhausting
But I'm proud...they all sleep
 
And I'm broken tonight
With my rolled tobacco
Letting myself to be weak
Hiding tears even I know
There is Noone to see it.

I love this dark corner
And the moonlight trough the window
They are my breaking point companies
My silent partners in pain.

And while I'm siting here
Pulling force from the last inches of faith
With the last smoke of rolled tobacco
I finally manage to hit that ******* mosquito.

M.T. 2016