A keresés eredménye

Why

Why do i even remember,
when memories are giving me pain?
Why do i even remember,
when the past torments me?
Why do i even remember,
although memories are starting to make me suffer?
Why do i even remember,
although i don't want to go back to past?!
 
I'm passing by the same streets,
shadows from the past are sliding through the dark,
and i don't want to go back,
i don't want back to the start.
Slowly everyone turns their back on me
because they are ashamed of me,
now i'm paying the price for remaining the same
because they don't need me as i am now!
 
Broken bottle takes me back to the past,
empty streets are awakening the old dream.
I remember the day when we were all the same,
that's why i'll never be alone.
 

Bottles

Why are all honest words
now vile and dangerous?
All the well conceived words
had known where to strike.
 
Were we just stupid, naive,
or we just could see
all those colours?
Now, everything's gray for me.
 
Why does everything these days
remind me of you,
and those bottles from today
are not same like before.
 
Why don't you come sometimes,
just to make me smile at least.
My smile is beside you,
it's not same like before.
 
Everything passes so quickly,
i can't even turn around,
and the mark remains in me,
how it was before.
 
Why did we see it all,
when we shall never know
who makes up all those games,
who is the one that initiates all this in us.
 

Gaze through the darknesss

That night we had too much drink,
that's when i met her.
Too much wine untied the tongue,
Glance to the past sinks.
 
Her gaze says a lot,
although everything is dreary.
Cigarette in a hand, glass on the table,
i find it all fascinating.
 
She looks at the watch, departs somewhere,
i'm left all alone.
My eyes look at the ground,
i didn't know that i'm so weak.
 
I'm returning home through the night,
alone, i hear the footsteps.
I turn around to take a look,
but she is not there.
 
That gaze through the darkness,
and sour smile consume me.
Negative emotions,
and i'm not aware of that.
 
Gaze through the darkness,
and sour smile consume me.
Negative emotions,
and i'm not aware of that.