By Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak
life hurts ...
© Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak
someone strapped your dreams so high up
eyes are tired but can't sleep at all
a swarm of black thoughts penetrates the head
everything around is stripped of color
sometimes life hurts so much
you signed the contract for life imprisonment
don't matter it hurts you have to go-ahead
although your knees are heavily scratched
from constant falling and eternal disappointments
stand up and go no matter if it hurts
reduced-fare only for selected ones
hump and gray hair are within reach
love and respect stand up so high
for us, working-class are only sweat droplets
life hurts but is so sweet though
each of us has one life assigned
in dreams, in pink and gray daily life
some people can live a long-life
others look old when they are still young
sometimes life hurts so much