In this night washed by silence,proudly listening my wailing of pain,
watching in a mirror my eyes,
looking for sparkles of tears by reflection of sadness,
listening my thoughts how singing poem of sorrow,
cold body but happy soul finally can wander away,
nobody looks me and nobody bothers me,
I can cut my skin free,
slowly engraving perfect lies of my life,
tomorrow in them remembering the night,
again expect returning of silence in the dark....
