When my skin shivers
at the touch of iron bars,
Then with a little smile
I hide under a blanket with no shine.
Here, it's warm,
Whether it's day or night,
But sometimes,
it feels warmer,
When on my skin lands an unknown light.
But…
That brightness must be ugly.
I am only meant to see beauty,
and darkness is the most beautiful of all.
That’s why they blindfolded me, isn’t it?
In this vast and ugly world,
this cold cell keeps me from being lost,
And this kindness aches my heart the most.
Mar 20
Mar 20, 2026 at 2:37 AM UTC
When my skin shivers
at the touch of iron bars,
Then with a little smile
I hide under a blanket with no shine.
Here, it's warm,
Whether it's day or night,
But sometimes,
it feels warmer,
When on my skin lands an unknown light.
But…
That brightness must be ugly.
I am only meant to see beauty,
and darkness is the most beautiful of all.
That’s why they blindfolded me, isn’t it?
In this vast and ugly world,
this cold cell keeps me from being lost,
And this kindness aches my heart the most.
