I seem to be lost
with my own mind,
Traveling as far as i can.
A dream of which
has not yet come to pass,
The only way
I could escape alas.

This is my hope
a breath of life,
The only thing
that pulls me up.
From the dark side
of an unshaded blood,
The secret of yesterdays lust.

This is the anecdote
of an alluring sound,
The loudest symphony
that i ever rhymed.
An unchased melody,
of the heart that speak,
In a silent cry...