The LeftLovers

I tried to go somewhere,

but ended up here.

All the signs that I saw

on my road, down below.

And all the bad things that I’ve done.


I did not intend to hurt you, sun.


With my empty hands I pray

for my love to find a better way.


You made me feel a thousand different ways,

but you never gave me pain.

You went outside my range, now,

I am to blame.

Your arms are somehow clean.

Although, they are painted memories of your life.



Now, I haven’t felt more far – away

than when I fall into another day.



January 2015


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