Without fear, without love
Hopefulness astray
The eyes are the windows to the soul but treated with absence of presence
Tears splatter just as hearts shatter
Inside these walls its a masquerade
Emotions and identity are hidden behind the mask of these menace
Like power; mercy has disapated
And the rings of shackles breaks through the sound of wind
But hope lies on the other side and freedom is a tease
Depression and aggression still manages to find a way to breathe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem