This is the room of desillusions
Failures, depression, lonelines... life
An emptiness but full to my room
Four walls that enclose my darkness,
One door leading to my private hell.
Throwing the darness of the room,
My fears and hatreds as if they were
Wrapped in bags corpses
The room of desillusions where all my dreams
Will come to die!!!
Its walls pulsate as
If they were part of a heart.
Four walls that enclosure my darkness,
One door leading to my private hell