VB

Щеночек Цербера
I'll stop remembering for a while
Not able, pity, to forget at all.
The truth in instant is fragile.
The only thing is left - my fault.

Since then we'll have a long to go,
We'll bury shame in sand and dust.
Another stories - on and on,
But different for both of us.

Despite of earthquakes –stand your ground.
I'll leave you soon – don’t ever worry.
You'll be there… always… safe and sound.
Though not aware of end of story.

If you was brave that goddamn night…
If I somehow could make you stay.
Just getting wrapped your hand so tight,
No dreams would ever fade away

Now that October froze in mind,
As the obsession - incomplete.
But life is game in "lose and find".
No worse than steady self-deceit!