Den IV - zacatek zkazy
dnes rano se mi chvely ruce z nadchazejiciho dne, opet se dostavilo zname paleni uvnitr moji fyzicke skorapky a nevolnost...nervozita z noveho dne mne vzdy prepada kolem 5 rano....za okny sedive svetlo uz tolik nereze do oci....rani studena mokra nevlidna ulice lakala k prochazce do zapomeni...pouze mi chybel clovek stojici na rohu ulice kazajici o nesmyslnem bohu k dokonceni ranniho obrazu...obrazu ktery nechci videt kazde rano...zijeme ve meste ztracenych dusi?...nocni potaceni kolem bloku ponoren do myslenek o nadchazejici skaze uz tolik nepomaha vycistit mysl, pouze klidne vrneni vedle mne, kdyz ulehnu doda chvilkovy pocit klidu...day and night, night and day...who cares?...it's the little ones who always pay the highest price...tea in the morning...cold slowly creeping up my spine...funny how we turn into our parents in no time at all...now open your eyes to see the hollow emptiness you are leaving behind...coward, coward, coward, coward...burning thoughts deep inside me longing to escape...shivers from the cold...but the little one is still sleeping...good...together we will live forever...thoughts and moods diary...
