Jan 10, 2010 22:13
[must go on]
the feeling of emptiness dawns on you
like a ton of rubble
unexpectedly
even though the emptiness itself
gradually approaches you
step by step
very cautiously
you are still alive
and functional
you can still work miracles
bigger better and faster now
but the clear realization
and the definite sentiment
of something that is lost
(even though it was not of the most importance)
pierces you
throbs and aches at times
especially in the evenings
стих