Silent Witness
Is hovering like a fly on the wall
Let this be the situation
Endless procrastination about my call
In life
Nothing stays forever
Therefore I here write

What otherwise would have remained a secret
In the dark dungeons of my tormented mind
Though secrets sometimes should be kept
No matter how powerful a tool language can be
Endless is the source of malcontentment
So now that I am even without hope
Shall my lips be forever sealed?