In the darkness of my tortured dreams
In the darkness of my tortured dreams, Lurks a shadow, confused, discontent.
Screaming, yearning, it makes me doubt,
The relevance of my own existence.
Why? For who? For what this life ?
A routine compromise with my soul,
A routine series of do’s and dont’s
An unknown journey to an undecided goal.
The heights and depths I want to reach,
Seem so blurred, seem so vague,
The horizon is a blurred vision,
My soul is without identity .