SelfPub: before I'm gone

before I'm gone.
before I go - along the coast would go through
with his arms around the sea, getting rid of the memory.
washing your face with cold salt, from dope to twist the loop.
I wanted for so long to freedom. help me, I sleep less.
before I go - don't scold me, let go
I don't have anxious good-byes, and neither in sorrow nor in joy.
I don't need your promises. promise always from the pain.
I don't know how it happens, maybe happily, maybe with a howl.
before I go, do not pass a third winter,
I would not like a vulgar dramas, I would not want straight lines,
I would not like a mass of organ, every sound is a strong shock.
before I go, you will see that all is well.