I woke up,
being distracted by a loud noise.
He’s screaming with madness,
and anger.
Seeking help,
yearning for beautiful melodies,
smiles, affection
and tender care.
I once spoke to him,
I was frightened.
He said, he was bleeding and
he asked me to go with him.
To taste the beauty
of emptiness and being alone
in a chamber full of darkness.
I can’t see him,
but I know he’s there.
I can feel his voice,
mourning.
I looked at myself in the mirror,
took time to look in my eyes;
my tears turned red.
That’s when I knew,
I was with him.
Walking in a room full of
struggles,
catastrophes.
I tried to run,
nevertheless I was unable to escape.
I see nothing but walls,
and feel nothing
but torments and blemishes.
“No one can save me!”
I was exhausted.
All of a sudden,
someone screamed again.
I woke up and realized
that I was locked tightly,
in my own mind.
