Solitary - 108

Condemned cell incarcerates me

No walls, no bars on this cage

It’s just «me»

The penitentiary is my «identity»

In this solitary

I learn what it’s like to be so

Alone

Crouched in a lonesome corner I shiver

Head faced to the wall my eyes

Glued to the mirror

Masculinity beats the living hell out of me

Vanity is only my reality

My only cold companion

Each moment without you I die

Each moment without you I die

Each moment without you I die

O, Krishna