A hard task

I'm thinking about you again

Another crazy thought, I shake with fear

My memories will always crucify me

Our moments will never disappear

Nobody saw when I was in pain

Your skin – smell of roses went away

On this paper only smell of burning

Ugly! Sad! I see that everything is gray

Real poetry turned into lie – thought turning

My memories will always insist, persist

I've been lost inside your heart – I know

New moments will never happen – we know

Dreamers, no more! We have to resist it.