My whispers...

I can’t tell you my secrets.
My dreams overcome my wishes
And I don’t know what to do or think.
All lies are true, my life is a mystery that is hidden somewhere
The truths are bitter and painful
I don’t want to ear or to say it

I can’t tell you my secrets
My loves are vanished
I don’t know if I can survive without them.
I can’t rest
My soul is a dogma
Always disquieted and insane

I can only tell you that I’m a survivor