The thoughts took devotion to irrationality.
The road of life took direction to immorality.
I breathed the air of incessant thoughtlessness.
The world exhaled the emotion of cruelty.
That is when I looked for my anonymous identity.
That is how the life snatched my rationality.
From hidden to sought, from flood to draught,
From love to hate and from life to death,
I kept on looming, lurching and swinging.
I was found when lost and lost when found.