The shadows of affliction hunted me in the night
They awakened me in the middle of my slumber
Like a fever that gripped my body with its sharp claws
It always left me crying on my bed with a bleeding heart
Submerged in my teardrops I kept my soul wide open
As if I could get more dazed than the night before
Echoes of my lost dreams resounded in my obscure chamber
They made me feel like a withered flower with no hopes
I was left, astray in the wasteland of silence
As I was a forgotten spirit, I wandered among the ruins of my soul
The abyss of void yelled my name to reclaim me as its beloved possession
Because nothing more could have saved me
If I could have erased all my distressing memories
I would have lived a bearable existence in peace and calm
Instead, I was doomed to eternal misery and the spasms of death
I couldn’t find any key to the door that was keeping me locked in my struggle
So many thoughts and fears were overcrowding my mind that I couldn’t tell
I felt overwhelmed and dizzy as I was wandering in an endless maze without guides
The shadows of affliction were cast over me like ominous ghosts
I stood immobile since panic had grasped my heart
The frosty breeze of the night froze my bones
And every mirror I encountered never reflected my authentic image
I didn’t remember my name anymore, and my purposes
Climbing ivy curled like serpents, entwining me in veins of sorrow and silence
From the instant I died, I was buried beneath layers of anguish as a captive of the underworld
Chained to cry and despair amid the indifference of stars
And the moonless night sky offered no comfort
I had chosen to hide in the darkness and never reveal myself to the light
With nothing left but a lifeless heart
I had become one of the shadows of affliction.
Elisabetta