Max Fomitchev-Zamilov | Poetry and Prose

Максим Фомичёв-Замилов | Поэзия и проза

I see through the abyss
I aim for the light but I miss
I hit my head on the wall
And I cry
I sense the free fall
But can’t fly

I fall like a rock
And shatter the earth
Everything I know goes up in smoke
I ride the apocalyptic horse

Hit and run, hit and run!
Life is short
The constrictor is choking all fun
Kill the snake
Hit it with the bat
Most feelings are fake
Most people are fat

Today I am an asshole
But at least I am whole
Today I will cry
Today I will run
Today I will drink myself to numbness
Because only time flies

This is the price of having raw nerves
This is the price of having feelings at all
I am sailing this bloody surf
The ultimate price is free fall

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