the thin edge

Олимпия Янковская
Words aren't coming out
like my soul is sealed...
Soundless shouts
and nothing to reveal...

I am on the thin edge
but you don't hear me.

Empty eyes can't be bright
when life has disappeared...
Darkened nights,
and nothing, but fear...

I am on the thin edge
but you don't see me.

Speechless witness
prefers to observe
the growing illness...
and that I deserve.