bittersweet

there are moment in life when there's nothing left to say. there are moments you just wish the other person could read your thoughts, because everything you say up loud is too definite, too final. there are moment you feel like shouting, crying your pain out against the wind... the city i am in now turned into a mixture of half frozen snow and rain, every step taken soakes your feet and shoes, the mists covers the buildings and the streets with a lonesome, lost memory which makes you only shiver anymore. even when you know the spring is closer now, you don't believe it, because you don't believe anything. there was a miracle once, there was a noise of a tram coming down the street and there was light and laughter inviting you for a ride through mists and rain of life. there was a scent of hope in the air and there were tears of joy. but now you only get drunk by your sorrow, you walk through well known places without recognising them, you hear voices whispering that something's over. there is always blame to be put that always wakes. and there is nothing but the rain now.