Duel with death
Your closed green eyes embracing me, the suffering of a prisoner
Sleeping beauty in coma, never to wake again
Imprisoned by the nightmares, surrounded by the darkness
my eyes are closed, I cannot wake…
Silent screams, brain activity, but death is stronger;
she’s intelligent and quick, unpredictable and bittersweet
Pale hands, ready to catch the falling prisoner,
your green eyes opened, full of fright
The silence seems useless; the time seems to fade,
oceans of sadness, their pain unending
A duel with the light that guides us all
For her the fight was cruel, but for them it was worse
when she lost
Toril, vrouw, 33 jaar
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