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