Rebellion against oneself

On the edges of sadness my self rebels

And ignites my being, increasing my failures

Unhappiness steals my pleasures from me

And paints my most beautiful paintings in space

And a ship without an anchor inhabits me

It sails as if nothingness inhabits my touches

And it became an integral part of my self

So a soul woke up to a estrangement that my life had not witnessed

And it did not teach me until it slipped quietly with my whispers

And the darkness of the night intensified, torturing my breezes skillfully

So I begged him to give me a little time

To guard my desires closely

But when my father knew that he could hear my whispers

He trampled on my joy, increasing the darkness of my estrangement