Poem...

Peace, Smiles, Lies and War

Life is like a constant war,
choosing the right side, making the right decisions,
just to be here,
for that much longer,
always fighting and bickering,
constant threats,
constant lies,
lies along with fake smiles,
and the one standing infront of you,
has a нож behind their back,
and they smile convincingly,
as if thats enough to earn your trust,
and I know whats behind their back,
and yet I turn
and I leave their target wide open,
So why do I turn?
Because there is no other choice?
Because even though Ты know,
there is nothing that can be done?
no,
its becuase I want a rest,
a little peace,
And if getting that peace means death,
I'll do it,
I'm so desperate that I beg and plead, if they reconsider killing me,
I'll plunge that нож so deep,
that there's no return
finaly,
peace at last.


A little something I wrote