Loneliness is consuming me
Solitude is the only road to salvation
For the purist
For the one who
Excruciates a life time
To die at ease
For the one who
Has an idea of happiness
evolving in a nest
Madness sheltered in order
Chaos ceased with institute
Love meant being apart
Freedom meant demerit of attitude
Free as a falcon
Flew to spread the wings
Not to reach a destination
Roamed to feel the wind
Not to discover a new dimension
Explored the darkest nights
Never let down by apprehension
I am a bad man with a good deed
I will burn in heaven