Fare thee well

Анастасия Симон
I’m sitting in the dark
Not hoping, without any will
The dogs inside begin to bark
Goodbye ability to feel

The darkness seems to fetter
The music sounds depressive
The weather’s getting wetter
The pain is more impressive
 
I’m full of strange anxiety
I know that you have gone
I can feel no more piety
It’s hard to thank the God

I’m always with my solitude
I’m always in the night
I’d try another altitude
But mere wish is not enough