It is so difficult to survive
When the last hope instantly disappear
And only awful abyss of despair
covers me suddenly.
The prayer on my lips run cold.
There is no faith, and everything
seemed in the darkness.
Could I do something ?
I want to guess
When was I happy?
I forgot. The soul is torn in doubt.
And I did not get to the light
I'm not a fighter.
There is a little of decision.
I don't regret about my unlucky years,
though they had much pain ,
But where is the power to start again.
Start new day.
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