《Panická ataka》11
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Sedím tu v koutě – sedím v rohu,
modlím se tiše k svému Bohu,
ptám se na vše co mě v jazyk svědí,
proč nedostává se mi odpovědí?
Sedím tu v rohu – sedím sám,
v očích slzy – v rukou provaz mám.
Jen kdybych nebyl tak moc sám,
nemusel bych s smrtí chodit v flám.
Vyjde tu člověk zpoza rohu,
už nestojím tu zcela sám,
teď stojíme tu sami spolu,
konečně v životě zas něco mám.
Hledí ten člověk tak smutně na mě,
hledí na provaz, co v ruce mé se houpe,
stojí tam chvíli – tiše, skromně,
duše – má i jeho – se v smutku koupe,
proč jsme tu v světě každý sám?
Náhle však z očí jeho,
smutek jak byl by tu a tam,
změní se smutný v úsměvného,
ptá se mne hnedle, nač provaz mám.
„Stojím tu v rohu o samotě,
stojím tu – v hlavě obavy,
přemýšlím dlouze o životě,
přemýšlím, zda mne nebaví."
„Tak mladá duše,
tak krásná tvář,
stojíš tu sám, nic netuše,
že sám skrýváš svoji zář.
Každý si v životě,
sám svou cestu tvoří,
tráví jej v samotě,
či smutky boří,
s přáteli poté tráví čas,
odlož tu lano, i vyraž domů,
radost svou tam najdeš zas."
Cítil jak po té jedné větě,
byl jeho smutek tu a tam.
Možná není ve světě každý sám..
Pustil na zem své dlouhé lano,
i zahnal slzy v odmlce,
„Děkuji vám, má záchrano,"
pronesl k němu smějíce.
Náhle tu stojí dva šťastní lidé,
již není člověk zcela sám,
když odcházel – viděl jak jde,
vyráží vstříc ku svým snám.
Tu vytratil se úsměv z tváře,
zas zbyla muži samota,
nečekal sám, že za lampy záře,
on oprátku si umotá.
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