Prisoner of Miserable Fate

Immersed into the dark depths of his inner world
And deprived of the ability to enjoy life,
He is completely under the role of his gloomy
Thoughts and suspicions.
He lost touch with the world and reality for ever.
Each day is a lottery for you
Don’t even know what will happen tomorrow
All your dreams have ceased to exist
Efforts and faith turned out to be in vain
The prisoner of Miserable Fate
Depression turns to apathy — apathy to depression
The world in your eyes will never be the same
Your eyes are no longer burning with inspiration
Black hole’s dragging you inside
Once having looked in the doldrums eyes
Not everyone can look away
We are so feeble in the life storms eye
This world can hardly be named the place of harmony
For all our conscious life we suffer betrayal
This is the wound that never heals
Each of us is so fragile, the vulnerable sounds.
We are betrayed forever, prisoners
Of Miserable fate.
Driven by instincts and petty frailty
We are instrument of cruel apathy