White Stories

Кристина Кожина
Clarify my soul
Wipe my tears
There's nothing but all
Those enormous dark fears
Being misunderstood
On that misery day
You know nothing I would
Do for fame
Fame inside of your head, your mind
I'll be there for you
Please
Just find
Be unspelled , unpronounced
Your name
You may not be the one
But don't blame.
See no shadow inside us
No night
Only nightingale stories
Of light.
14/09/18
K.K.