Thoughts...

Тулкин Атоев
Trying to be better,
But drowning in my vices.
Trying to forecast my feelings' weather
But the sun of insight never rises.

Hubris, anger and ignorance foggles the mind,
Good or evil, i can't define.
My sins are as viscous as a resin.
Being myself is so unpleasant.

I am in dark, i am lost,
Life keeps me aside the growth.
I need honesty as breath of air.
However, fairness is so hard to be stayed.

But i am still alive, don't want to die,
Still have light in my eyes.
Deep inside there is hope,
Which protects me from bad as a robe.