Behind drawnings on the wall A dish, a table, papers and glasses A family, a quarrel Behind incopreension and disillusion A trauma, a moment The nimbs mind Behind stony eyes The tremulous hand Behind damaged nerve You took me agony and pain In a not so sweet way A bitter taste in the throat A lucid way of return No rule unde oneself Brought to me agony and pain Past and future, whens... In the present! Took my breathe away Hurled me into the space Collected me in form Of depression Incompreension