Sparks

Костя Касьянов
Tell me, should I even care,
When you occur to me once more?
Do I need to try and dare,
Is love the same it was before?

And if it is, then is it worth
all suffering I had been through?
Thoughts walk in my mind back and forth
and I can't tell the "false" from "true".

The answers don't come up at all
and I keep sitting in the dark.
Alone, I breed the darkness in my soul
to face the death of the last spark.