Victimised by my desires and love
I try to detach from my heart’s impulses
But it is useless because I am chained completely
Like a prey of my own longings, craving for my soul
I keep believing in my dreams and impossible chimeras
Never breaking the chain of my own distress
Trusting love and its cruel games
A realm of beauty and deception
Victimised by my desires and obsessions
I get lost in my dreams where I feel safe and protected
And I sing my song of love and self-destruction
As a way to cast a spell over myself over and over again
Alive and dead
Happy and sad
I fade away into the darkness of my life
Becoming a victim of my emotions and weakness
Every time that my dreams whisper lies to me
I feel euphoric and powerful as I’m destined to a perpetual merriment
Instead, I fall into the profound abyss of misery
Where I compassionately cry crystal teardrops
I never stop sighing in this valley of desolation
As I’m permanently condemned to wander endlessly with no destination
As I’m permanently condemned to never find peace in my innermost spirit
Seized by cobwebs of love and impossibilities
Abducted into secret alcoves of empty vows
I surmise that my own delusions are real, mistaking them for truths
And see only exquisite beauty in this world because I want to believe so
In my dark chamber, I cry and sigh
In my secret niche, I embrace oblivion
Aware that nobody, absolutely nobody, thinks about me
In this senseless existence, deprived of empathy
Forlorn and disenchanted, I wait for the true love
Although I’m sure I can feel it, and I can see it as a beautiful vision
As I’m very foolish and ingenue, losing easily control of my feelings
And I’m glad to fall into the trap of my longings
And I’m delighted that I’m victimised by my desires.
Elisabetta
