Coma

Whoom I would be if there won't be the love,
If you would not be in my worthless life?
As moment passed by all the years of my ... my life?
And there will be many winters, or they can not be at all.

I sit at my child toys. How poor my toys.
Blind eyes, look around. Flu headaches.
Maybe life just a moment? I write - no, I draw letters.
Why do you want me to know?

Sandals stumbled on the asphalt burning,
Unconscious and biting tongue.
I'm laying, probably, free. I do not remember.
Maybe mom will know about me?

As moment life as birth.
I'm not trying to name you. Your name like an incantation. I don't want to be borned again.
I was born miserable... I do not remember.
Maybe you will know about me...

Original text on Russian:
http://www.stihi.ru/2014/04/26/9869