You know my second name is darkness...
Milen Penkov Penev (ahav)Раздел: Други стихотворения Цикъл:
You know my second name is darkness but who can tell the first? I see the stars among the sparkles and hug the souls that have been cursed. I am the passenger that travels between the real and surreal and sometimes I can make the marvels but my own wounds who‘s gonna heal? I am the harvester of sorrow and I’m the catcher in the rye, my heart is given to be borrowed but when I’m heartless – who’s my guide? When I feel lonely, I imagine that what I’m in is just a dream the world is not grotesque and savage and not so hopeless as it seems. But my awakenings are bitter I put the crow on my right hand and search this future, where will glitter my little castles made of sand. Now I am tired and residing with less to learn and more to live please, drop all fears, stay beside me to find the bliss behind the grief. It’s not so hard and if you feel it you’ll break the chains that hold you back and let me be the silent thriller that plaits your hair and bites your neck.