HIdden

Looking at myself
with anger
abandons me
and I am out there and feeling
the paths of this reality

The emptiness the solitude
which i have let myself become
has been my model
and now
the fight for this temple is hard

I searched without sense
for the words
I searched
for the reasons
I walked
for so long suffering blind
paying the price

Will you call me your love
your friend, in the end
May I join you on the other side
forgiven of my sins

My torment no longer hides
I am naked here before you
will you pick me up

Through your hand
I have no more hidden words
and I wish
yet to be loved
to find peace
to break the chains that bind me
replacing them
with the colors of life

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