I'm scared of makeing mistakes.
Scared of trying
The big amount of time it takes,
To get back from depressing.

I don't even want to start,
To begin makeing better.
Everything is already black,
Why should it be matter?

It's so hard to see those,
Who share hugs with each other.
The life is closed,
For me with a horrible problems.

When I see her being,
All I can do is nothing.
As much as I'm trying,
I leave myself suffering.

Dreams just exploded,
Like all others did.
The Gods were bored,
They got rid... of me...

They spitted me out.
Out of everybodie's happiness room.
They've chosen me to go down.
I desserved this, I assume.

Falling through dark place.
There is no vissible end.
It's just useless chase,
Me and nothing - my best friend.

I thought there is no possibillity,
To over the endless night.
I realised that I have an ability,
To release myself and die...