XXLove letters
When my today isn’t my yesterday anymore,
I’m
a cat that walks on its own,
I
love freedom like other cats,
I
don’t walk on a leash,
It
might be loose,
I
don’t care,
I
hate collars,
I
could see colors,
I
used to love my hostess,
Today
I am a terrible mess,
Long
cold nights I lay on her lap,
I
spoke to her from the depths of my heart happily
purring,
She
petted me singing something,
It
was too human to understand,
Sometimes
she knitted,
Her
rocking chair rocked,
I
was playing with her ball of wool,
Entangling
myself in care and love,
Like
in old movies and yarn commercials,
She
took me when I was a homeless kitten,
She
brought me up and took care of me,
Today
I don’t know what’s happened,
I
sit on the freezing pavement,
I
look to indifferent faces,
I
don’t see colors,
Today
I’m a stray cat,
Being
lonely is almost the same as being free,
Cobblestones
are tight-lipped and unfriendly,
I
wait for something in the piercing wind,
I’m
so scared of these lifeless buildings,
But
life goes on,
They
don’t sympathize me,
Their
yellow eyes are empty,
They
don’t care how I suffer,
On
the curb I live my stabbing dream,
Black
night hovers above me,
It’s
darker than I am,
I
used to stare at my beloved hostess,
I
chose the best corner,
For
the first time I wish night was over,
She
was a sight for sore eyes,
I
hope the first rays of light will be helpful,
I
will wake up at her feet,
Her
face will be smiling,
Happiness
will continue,
The
bad dream will stay in bed,
And
in the evening I’ll jump on her lap,
Everything
will be as usual,
She
dumped me off at the empire of odors,
At
the bistro,
Now
it’s my dreamy land,
No
one cares how unhappy one stray black cat feels,
It
is a small digression,
I
travel back looking forward.
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