Fatigue is crawling through my bones, as the deadly snake.
My game is lost - but I do not care - it’s not a mistake.
And spirit of mine is staying calm while any speed,
No chills are felt - and I have nothing to succeed.
And love doesn’t squeeze my hungry throat as before -
No nerves pain - they are not painful anymore.
My nerves are hanging as the oldest anchor’s rope,
And I don’t really feel approach any hope.
I’m riding horse -
Just push me -
I’ll be gone,
I will never
tell “No”
to anyone...
And could water will not irritate my teeth,
And I don’t rush my life - I don’t wait any kiss,
My bow is thrown far with rotten blown cord -
All broken arrows in fire - and no new chord
And I don’t fight and don’t resist - I’m just intact,
I’m not inspired of any facts of attack.
I don’t accept any exited crazy men,
They jump in pool - but I don’t really care of them.
I’m riding horse -
Just push me -
I’ll be gone,
I will never
tell “No”
to anyone...
And I don’t want to clarify, to make a change -
No tighten knots - and no any exchange.
All dull corners unknowingly will be passed -
No sharp angles were expected in the past.
And any memory will not case spirit’s pain -
Nobody persuades, no inspiration is seen again.
And my clear memory doesn’t need to be reboot -
No expectations bother me, neither my boots.
I’m riding horse -
Just push me -
I’ll be gone,
I will never
tell “No”
to anyone...
No pain in wounds, no any aching scars -
Sterile bandages are covering them all.
And you do not feel soreness at the any parts -
Exposed no dreams, no thoughts, no issues overall.
The sculptor will not image any my profile -
No shoots for me, no hanging, and no any file -
I’m resting colorless, as opened window -
As a linen sheet, I am quietly flattering above.
I’m riding horse -
Just push me -
I’ll be gone,
I will never
tell “No”
to anyone...
And philosophy’s stone search I’d to quite,
As well the Root of Life - co’s ginseng has been found.
And I don’t try, don’t tremble and do not succeed,
And I don’t attempt to target any bound.
And gravity my body overcomes -
My loop is high - and new my life just comes,
My heart is beating, tightening my knot -
It’s time to go there - where is only “not”.
I’m riding horse -
Just push me -
I’ll be gone,
I will never
tell “No”
to anyone...
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