I missed the train of life

Today is coming and tomorrow is coming very, very soon! Regret about yesterday... a missed day of opportunities and events. Zero knowledge, experience and emotions... Whether it is black November, or winter, but there are no desires and no faith in the imminent dawn. I envy those who paint pictures, although... I can't even finish my website in a new version. Like gas in the air, a second flash, disappearing in an instant without a trace... only in memory and in the vastness of the Internet.

I think I've forgotten how to wait...
And I also forgot how to believe.
I reward everyone with a smile
I'm used to putting up with everything.

I hate trains
For their treacherous speed...
And the station is alone,
Like a time gap.

I think I'm too late
Or maybe he wasn't born there
It is naive to believe in your own pier,
And it’s too late for me to learn how to swim…

© Lasha Churgulia

Either not this, or not this way, or not that... the constant source of charge is lost. Who and what helped me not to cool down before, bringing my undertakings to the end? Perhaps it is worth taking on one thing correctly, to drown in it forever, giving yourself completely, improving and investing without limit.

P.S. “I really love trains.”

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