Mehrudin Bajrektarevic

July 1, 2001 - Bihac

My beautiful life

I remember when I was happy
When a smile was on my face
Now I cry every night
My pillow absorbs the pain

What is the point of this life
When I’m alone in this jurney
Nowhere to go, no one to hug
I just want to sleep
And die early

Why did God create this life
Why He gave this destiny to me
I know there’s a reason
But I don’t see it
All I can do now is weep

My sadness is sorrow
It cuts my chest
Slices trough meat
Like kitchen knife

Blood has started to leave this body,
Oh how beautiful and red it is

My heart is beating faster and faster
I’m finally leaving
This prison called

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