Solidão

Filled with sorrow...
Bleack inner self touched by pride,
devoured by solitude, still wrapped in time.
I'm flowing with pain!

I'm truly left alone,
but somehow...just somehow
it feels like my loneliness is a victory
over the self-delusion of joy... and happiness.

Forever I see, forever I hear, forever I smell,
forever I taste and forever I feel the solitude.

Draconian