last time

Ветрова Екатерина
Full of emotions - undid.
The glass with the poisoning drugs
Listen, I'm nothing but being unkilled
Nothing just being alone.

Could you remind me, please,
Every second I've ceased,
Every breath wasn't brethed
Every word I did give.

Look, it's hard being myself
Sitting just face-to-face,
Seems there are demons I hear
Bringin' all fears to stay.

But, nevermind, I will stand
Hardly, but can overcome
At least, try to make a pretense
That my heart is beating a sound
Of something invisibly great
Last time.