Hey , THE TIGER OF DESIRES ARE ALWAYS ON HUNT ON THE
         FIELD OF MY SOUL

I AM CRAWLING TOWARDS THE        
              POINT ZERO
   OH WAIT , PLEASE STOP

THE CLOUDS ARE COVERING              
                 THE SKY
ALL IS BLACK NOW , NO ONE      
          REMAINS THIRSTY
GOD PLOUGH THE FIELDS
             NO ONE ELSE ,
  THE SEEDS OF LIFE BECAUSE    
THE LAND IS LIFELESS & WHO    
           BRINGS THE LIFE IN

THE FRUITS ARE NOT BITTER  
              NOR SWEET
IT ALL DEPENDS WHETHER YOU ARE ON SURVIVAL MODE OR ON HUNT FOR THE GREENS  
                       OF LIFE

In the mean time I survive
From the harsh hands of the monsters
I am now nothing , Heavier than the past, Lighter than present and running with the torn shoes towards  heaven  but the heaven still in the future and  the future not belonging to me .
Hey God please break my shekkels, free my soul
Make my life little lighter or burn some of the edges to let the light in so I see where my skills to fight my anxieties
I AM heavily burdened
My war torn ship in between  the aggressive sea and I still hope for the shore how optimistic I am
Hey God you operate
I destroyed, what the joke  
I am sinking , I am floating
I am coming to the light
The light of wisdom