Poesi

Voices of sorrow
My heart is filled up
Jealous, watching them
In their perfect martyrdom

Where is my pain
Where is my suffer
I, who want to
Will be left incomplete



Black, black, is the sin in my heart
But hiding like tha happiness itself
I do not want to have a happy life
My wish is not to be praised

Give me the only thing I want
Give me the darkness of all heart
Give me a reason, just a single one
To stay alive in this damned place of wonderfulness