learning to cry.
Recently I have learned to cry,
to let my soul mourn
over the revolting existence
i call myself.
i cant do anything right.
no matter how i try.
sleepless nights,
days of dedication, moments of prayer.
everything in vain. everything in despair.
luck and good fortune avoid me
and cast me astray
and i am left helpless and in anguish
life becomes a constant struggle
like catching smoke in bare hands.
07.10.11
