As I dozed off to slumber,
I found myself again
In that harrowing landscape
Where the wounds remain.

By the blue horizon,
Where dreams dissipate,
I saw my joys falter
And memories fade.

In this scorched desert
I plant the seeds of pain.
Moisten the sand with tears,
A harvest of gloom I gain.

The snakes of envy hide
In the dunes of rage.
The parched heart thirsts
For...