Again. Again. It happened again. No matter how hard I try to forget. No matter how much I try to let go, you will always be next to me.
Walk to the end of the path you have chosen. Pointless to try to change the direction. Wind blows through the wings. So weakly. So beautifully. Look back at your life: It´s a life-long tragedy.
In the middle of a pouring rain. It´s hard to see is there someone. Looking at that foggy distance with misery. You may feel that there is salvation.
I try to win this battle but still that ghost of perdition is getting closer and closer. No bitter tears. No questions of tomorrow. Close your eyes and be yourself.