Chamber

Isolated by the shield of insecurity The walls of paradigm unable to break through Crouched into a small piece The connecting door locked the border of my sanity Long gone for the world of sundries Terminated in limitation of self esteem  Yearn for the reasonable life to live Seems like my world is too unkind Reaching for the air that I thought was empty Touched by the warm body which seems so alive I tried to compile my sight As if it was frosted too long I find my self in a same room but different color Someone paint it over upon the abstraction of lame Rise from the tiring crouch The hopes sustain me more Someone paved the veil of angst Someone who sent by the big owner of love The one who less than perfect but not least for my room The chamber of life, the chamber of hopes, the chamber.... is you