you struggle through life abandoned by your loved ones loneliness is your silent enemy creaking timber planks scream your name black welters awaiting you don’t harbour their embrace have a firm hand on the tiller to not spin around or else the maelstrom will get you down when water is the blackest selfharm is your only relief saying it will be okay but it won’t creaking timber planks scream your name black welters awaiting you don’t harbour their embrace when your shelter becomes isolation when anxiousness turns into desperation saying it will be okay but it won’t black welters embracing you black welters don’t harbour themTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
