Since childhood, I am in search of solace.
In the quagmire of the world, unbearable noises are everywhere.
In the dark streets of my mind, giant ghosts are omnipresent.
In my veins, hot iron flows, with high velocity.
All the roads of my life lead to chaos.
The dark clouds shed tears in my deserted world.
Storms bring down the muddy structures of my fragile world.
Autumn never leaves and spring never comes.
I am in search of solace.
The roads seem endless and destiny is out of sight.
In the crowd of people, aloneness haunts me.
Scary face is what I have and marks are all over my body.
In the deep shadows of my eyes, dwells sadness.
Yes, I am in search of solace.
