The Gift

Laughters
 And laughters again
 Raped by love
 Like a desperate mad
 When there was a free gift
 When I liked you, my dear friends.
 Burned skin
 Wounds and flowers
 'Cause there's always too much
 To live and understand
 Without a hand
 That holds my hand,
 Without a mean
 To reach the end.
 When you think
 your tears have run dry
 Pain will surprise you
 Once again
 Differently
 Variuosly
 Another buch of nails
 To swallow silently.
 A time will come
 When silence will be cruel
 Like a heavy stone
 Every night over your breast.
 Silence can scream
 You'll hear it with no rest.
 Beggin' for being heard
 Grabbing by the hand
 The one you care about
 The one you love the best
 You'll scream so loud
 To hear one sound
 And scare the people
 The people all around.
 Their cold kindness
 will be like a sword
 plunged in the will
 the will to breathe again.
 In that moment
 Don't regret
 The gift you threw away
 And keep the strenght
 You used that day with me.