executioners and tortures run after my body, they reach me and wrap
me up like a baby in a shall.
guide me out, please lead me free.
darkness and depression, rape my true self.
piece by piece my memories, come into sight.
i wander in wasteland and can’t stay anywhere,
and i wonder how long it lasts this way i’ve been sent,
no one sees these conflicts, which exaustingly gnawing,
blames throw me from equilibrium, but truth is forbidden