I`m walking through my life alone
And sleep in time when people live,
My heart is jumping broken stone,
I see the way my dreams believe.
Yes, I am smiling on my way,
But go with tear on my cheek.
I see the world day after day,
I am not crazy, I am freak¦
I see you`re staying in the Hell,
A lot of people are inside,
Their souls like the roses smell,
They aren`t alive, by Angels cried.
I see your eyes are full of pain,
You are afraid of my word,
Your heart is crystal, dropp of rain,
A little piece of our world.
I take your heart in one my hand,
It is my treasure, mystery.
You give me love, to people send,
When we`re together and are free.
Together in my dreams of course,
You give me chance to keep your love,
I always talk to you because
To think of you is not enough.
I always go with you through life,
I write at night and pray for you,
My heart is dead it has a knife¦
You are my soul¦ Well, I knew¦
Ekaterina Polischuk
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-treasure-3/
