It’s a dream that’s certain
And I’m definitely sure
That the heart beats however
I may win or lose my battles
When the sandstorm
Scratches my twisted days
I shut myself in time’s
Hourglass waiting for the sun
To shine again
On ice sheets, my crisis slips
One by one
Falling on soft snow
I don’t leave tracks
I don’t leave tracks
On the muddy path of regret
Blood doesn’t spring
Blood doesn’t spring
Out of my wounds, only resignation!
My eyes remain dry although
Closed for the horror
Failing is human
Persisting has become my belief
On ice sheets, my crisis slips
One by one
Falling on soft snow
I don’t leave tracks
I don’t leave tracks
On the muddy path of regret
Blood doesn’t spring
Blood doesn’t spring
Out of my wounds, only resignation!
My selfishness
Spread its tentacles
Tightening others
And there’s nothing more alienating
Than feeling like succubus to yourself
When with the mind
I manage to touch other souls
A feeling of omnipotence surrounds me
Lodging one more brick
Between me and everything else
By now I have
Too many edges to roll away
From my hell towards more
Ordinary melodies
It’s too late!
Impenetrable oak bark
Here’s what I have become
My dream?
My dream is to be
Unique in the world!
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