Chant of Self Confrontation

After so long I have discovered that some doors are not meant to be opened

With all this suffering that I could have avoided in sight,

but I concurrently longed

Now I see myself alone

since the time I used to pray and long for...

I live with this constant restlessness that accompanies me

A burden that will be eased when silence is perpetual

These thoughts, they used to hunt me

Rumbling in the far reaches of the mind