Signature on the wall,

If you’re living of the wall.

What does it matter?

What is all the sense of it?

We live, we suffer.

We live, we dream.

Mostly suffering only happens alone, while the dreams we have are the ones we want to share with one another.

Life is hard.

It showed me death

It showed me loneliness

It showed me heavy diseases

I felt it through my bones

I felt it through my veins

But I am not a warrior

I rather be a poet, an artist or a man of the language called love and hope.

I hope I can inspire people around me. Especially the young ones who have a picture perfect life, when it ones get down, really deep.

There is always light.

Света.

Світло.

Thank you

Спасибо большое

Дякую