Breathe
Breathe in. Breathe deep.
In the end, why should I scream if there's nobody around in this space, who could hear me? Why do I search for someone if I know, that this place has been abandoned since I was sent in there?.. This is a frozen point in time, where crimson specks of loneliness form a statue of solitude. But still I speak - only to save the remains of what once was an ability of speech. For every new funeral I run a party, I feast during the plague, and only at those sombre masquerades I can talk. I talk to the shadows of those, who once could be real. But never were.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
I walked the tunnel to the end to see the light. But it ended with a concrete wall with one single glass bulb cynically hanging from the ceiling. And the one who put it there came out of the shade and told me: "I've made it for you. Here's your light in the end of the tunnel, and now you can see the wall that has always been here". But what is better - to be succumbed by the awoken darkness, still cherishing your hopes, or to be blinded by the light of inevitability?..
Breathe in. Just keep breathing...
I'm sorry, but I had so say that in English. I'm just unable to find enough words to express it the same way in Russian.
In the end, why should I scream if there's nobody around in this space, who could hear me? Why do I search for someone if I know, that this place has been abandoned since I was sent in there?.. This is a frozen point in time, where crimson specks of loneliness form a statue of solitude. But still I speak - only to save the remains of what once was an ability of speech. For every new funeral I run a party, I feast during the plague, and only at those sombre masquerades I can talk. I talk to the shadows of those, who once could be real. But never were.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
I walked the tunnel to the end to see the light. But it ended with a concrete wall with one single glass bulb cynically hanging from the ceiling. And the one who put it there came out of the shade and told me: "I've made it for you. Here's your light in the end of the tunnel, and now you can see the wall that has always been here". But what is better - to be succumbed by the awoken darkness, still cherishing your hopes, or to be blinded by the light of inevitability?..
Breathe in. Just keep breathing...
I'm sorry, but I had so say that in English. I'm just unable to find enough words to express it the same way in Russian.