Inward
Sour past is mine
Hatred through a warped time
Overwhelmed spawn
Youth lost beyond the line
Primal attraction to failure
Silent memories once more
There’s no strength in despair
Just dreams painted black and gore
Abyss within abyss
Lust within agony
Puzzle without a piece
Captive fragments of me
Lethargic visions of tomorrow
Angry scent of panic and tears
Triumph thrown into sorrow
Dissolved hopes into fears
“Inward”
António Eryx Santos
16:41/01-02-1996
Funchal – Ilha da Madeira