Silent pain
Through life
Devours the soul
Thought chains to blame

Scars deep in the brain
Corrosive failures
Opportunities in vain
Rage against this cage

One day or thousands
On birthdays and trips
Special moments, supposedly
Poisoned and lingered deep in it

Joy, to be craved, pain, to hold in
Starved and thin, couldn't let light shine in
Anger burns acidly your good will to change
Trauma and indignation invoke for revenge

Thoughts mimics one another
If one is dark the other can be darker
So the cycle can never stop
Only if you break the gear of thoughts

Trust, a word not to use
I've lost it and still loose
Engaging in, till you cut me down
Knives and guns, to what use?

Knitting loneliness
With permanent bitter thoughts
Confined in great broad space
I know sorrows by heart in silence to face

Suffocated dreams, losses and the most sad penury
Through such aching coldness
Dawn tries to cheer up such vanished heart
And without humor, beating alone in the dark

Waterfall pours with all its strength
The fallen soul to get up, now standing up
Cristall and pure breaks the dark and heavy spell
Floating, returning to the world, the soul appreciates it well

Unite us, please
Our sorrows keep us apart
Our fears, fences around our hearts
Our thoughts hidden to never unite at last

Unite us, please
The troubles oh so dangerous
The intentions so good, but soon vanishes
The reminiscences of joy try to linger, but forgotten to many of us

Unite us, please
The dark veil confuses us
The feelings are suppressed inside each of us
Name it and most troubles will take form, no one has to suffer anymore

I encounter a villa
Beautiful beyond words
Every piece in the right spot
White palaces with jewels at the front door

Everyone is united
Time is forgotten
A refuge from real society
A place to escape from ferocious civility

There sleep the minds
There keep the quiet
Fields of pure freshness
Sky yellow as gold, a place to find

Looking at the mirror
Shattered in small pieces
I want to cry for long
But my tears won't make me strong

I look at the window
Colors moving in silence
Shapes of fluids
As if my tears could do it

The sunset is defined
As it is forever and more
I pick up the pieces
The ones left at the moors

Searching for the rare
Taste of honesty
Smell of innocence
Vision of the truth

In a country, filled with fallacies
Penetrated in people and air
Despair could move me
But reality tide me up to its madness