I can't forget..

I can’t forget. I can’t, I’m sorry…

For all this time, for all these years passed.

I just don’t feel the end of our story.

It’s strange how time can travel madly fast.

I wonder, when you wake up in the morning,

What do think about? How’s your life?

May be it is so normal and so boring,

Or may be it is sharp like a steel knife.

Where are you and where am I? I don’t care

If there was something long ago and changed me.

I have my life and I am still right there.

But I can’t help myself avoiding that dream.

Dismissing, lost, disordered and illusive –

My thoughts become my punishment for ages.

I live with them, so it becomes confusing

When muddling them on different life stages.

The sun and morning – it’s the only thing

That helps me live and wake up after nightmare.

With first glance at the new day sunny wings

I can believe that better will be right there.