Taciturn orison

                         The words fail me, within, my silence shouts,

                         a lost stranger screams inside deeply;

                         relieve this retarded orphan's mad doubts!

                         let return Home this outcast being!

                         exile in time, I'm confused by wild lies,

                         haunted by my homesickness yearning,

                         the certitude signs - this is not my life,

                         I'm lost in realities' missed link,

                         stuck in existence's deadly birth channel,

                         drifting through myself to nothingness,

                         never to come, nor to leave this level

                         of travel without deliverance.

                                       ( Gasping I beg, my reckless rebellion

                                          took the leftover breath, ready for death. )