RITE

I see

But im a silent

I hear

I can not speak

I feel

Unbearable desire

The dreams

And eyes

That makes me weak

This restless soul

Of broken men

That can not sleep

And joy forbid

The little thing

Inside my chest

Cut this throat

Like giant beast

This empty corpse

That once was strong

Now lies like dead

And nothings want

The words of love

I dare not say

A coffin modest

In which I lie