Denial is a cruel thing
It can’t be fixed within a minute
You’re like a bird with broken wing
Which cannot fly and lost its meaning
You fall through darkness and despair
There is no end, there is no future
And coldest wind plays with your hair
Your only friend. A silent butcher
Who chops and rips your soul apart
Without any words and sound
You wish you could begin from start
Again. But no one is around
Who cares or trying to pretend
To care. You know now real meaning
Of being human, being friend —
The force that keeps our planet spinning
You’re all alone. No purpose left
To be alive but you keep breathing
You’ve realised that you were dead
A whole life. It wasn’t easy
But no more time for you remains
You’re paralysed and disrespected
And soon will blood inside your veins
Become as cold as you expected
2023