Abandoned Mind

Pain endless, pain continuous,
Short live dared to make sweet.
Touch, just touch, it starts moaning again.
Everything, just everything, and you to control.
I drink it, eat it, just more fused.
Sweet, marvelous, thoroughly drained.
I became of it and it became of me.

Is that scream kills the living,
Is that revenge called the loving?
Is that pain breads the silent
Feeling from terror at two time wilder?

By myself, just myself, props and balks without,
Able of every thing, skilled well to do.
Pain, but it feels like not enough,
Hatred in heart I grow up and cherish.

#andrey_of_rus

Original text on Russian:
http://www.stihi.ru/2011/04/30/5580