This house is filled with sorrow,
It stores my pain between its walls,
And in a cage it has me;
Me and my wrecked soul.

Each stair is dripping tears,
Behind each door - a memory
Of love and broken dreams.
Outside - a dying lemon tree,

A kitten in the ground
And hopes entangled in the vine.
Fears waiting by the window
But none can leave this house of mine.

There is no future here, no hope,
No truth dwells in the shadows.
My thoughts of meaning linger here  
And life comes to a close.