Fading

Oh, I’m begging,
I’m begging, please,
make it fade away.

Let the pain
find a way
out from under the ribs.

Let the rain wash it
to the rivers,
to the seas.
Let the wind carry it
above the rooftops,
so that breath
can fill the lungs again.

Let it fly
to the sky,
above the mountains,
where it can vanish
like field dust
into thin air.

I’m begging, I’m begging, please,
it is enough.
I don’t want love
to be this tough
on me.
I want the feelings
to lose their power
in the thundery clouds.

I’ll be good now,
I promise,
I won’t play it down.

It was just desire
messing with my head.

So I’m begging,
I’m begging, please:

it has to fade away one day.

It has to fade away,
fade away,
away,
a way,
way…