Bearing The Yoke Of My Fate

Bearing the yoke of my fate
I strive to stand up in a reality of tears and screams
So often, I felt the overwhelming weight of my choices
As if the sky had fallen over me like an antique drape
And regrets swallow my heart, shattering it into pieces

So, I remained alone in an empty chamber furnished only by silence and darkness
And there I lingered, soaked in my hallucinations and sorrows
I lost the sense of time
I close my eyes, and I perceive the emptiness of existence
The past and the present blend like colours on a canvas

I wonder what the sense of my life was and is
Is all the suffering worth it?
Can my tears wash away my pain?
It should be the time to lose control of rationality
As if I want to pretend that I have some sparkle of wisdom
Nevertheless, everything is vain, and everything will eventually be obliterated

Bearing the yoke of my fate
I wander in the vastness of desolation and indifference
Should I have been dreaming all night, I knew not
Because I wasn’t awake or as well asleep
I only felt a sweet languor
I only felt a sharp and atrocious pain
Dragging me deep into the abyss of self-destruction
Elisabetta