Halfway the path of this mortality
I found myself running from my life
Blinded by my own self who couldn’t
stare to the past and didn’t care to guide
As I stumbled ahead where no soul was allowed
where the sad sky doomed such piece of land
Got  myself stuck to the ground
More and more trapped in quicksand

Sink even more if I tried to get out
Surrounded by dirt(y) actions, touches, thoughts
Knees so deep and no others to shout
Reduced to anger and screaming across
the sky and above even under the plains
Even though it’s existence i’ve never considered
Looking desperately for that one being to blame
Oh if only I was given a mirror