The Inner Silence

Without even breathing I could reflect:

Silence awaits me wherever I am

The hands sweat and the chills appear,

My ego goes out,

My inner silence makes me doubt

I thought I could search an answer,

But everything is a trouble, an ending.

Could I disappear and drown in my inner?

The way I started, I will finish.

Without even knowing I could detect,

Several memories tied in my head.

The hands sweat and the chills appear,

I\'m experienced to live in the inner.