كلمات Neurasthenic

Through the broken looking-glass of my eyes I watch the unflagging thorns ahead on my path My fallen mind tries to forsake This frame submerged in cataclysm Sinking in the treacherous tides Of my river of lamentation Despised to suffer in This garden of hard feature Unconcerned faces watch my decay A final impulse to fall The seducing kiss of schizophrenia Wrapped in arms of neurasthenia As the serenity offers me its farewell The undesired aura of disappointment owned my being A sudden motherly embrace dressed my waning soul And like a tiny orphan my heart did cry in arms of perdition Lost is the war for my sanity A fading shade that once was me Uneven was the collision against myself and bitter was the rain that alighted upon my face