Through the pain

Eternal sleep

In a cold foggy town,
Where there are no colors and no fire,
I was walking silently, hiding my wounds
From myself.

I tried to think about the opposite,
About the fact that life is awesome.
But I can't stay here at all,
Although I lived my life in the whole.

That path of memories is far away,
Which we went through with my fate.
But my life was completely wasted,
And I wasn't myself.

Some stranger lived this life
Of my dreams on my behalf.
And I perfectly understand -
There is no second attempt.

And too much has been said.
But here I am.
And the air of the foggy street
Will save my eternal sleep.

Will cover with a transparent sheet,
Close my eyelids and start to sing
A song about what's on my way,
About what's waiting ahead.