to lose the identity which I never had,
which I created on my way towards the desolation
I've been walking for years and alone
through each direction of these dark alleys
to be lost into the void which my existence is built upon it
I've been gone for decades and lost, searching for thee
to make my flesh and being worth to live and to be cold
which you were never there, as I walked to you more, oh hope!
I've been repainting the sceneries of this faded earth
to kill the hearts of those whom will always rest and will not know
that all the doors are closed and there is no way to go
as no one till now ever, has been reached the shore..."
© Thymournia, 2013