Mortal Constraint
Hollowed Peace
It absorbs me
This unbearable fear
It mutilates me
This corroding pain
Confluence of these elements
Drive me to insanity
My eyes mirror of hope
My brain
Memory of interpretation
Realization of weakness
Aggravates my doubts
White room - no exit
It seems like living
A deceptive security
Tomorrow will show...
From Letras Mania