Between Bronze Walls

As poisoning light

Ignores my futile desire for sleep

I find myself surrounded by mirrors

Blinding me

With this abhorrent colour

With my abhorrent flesh

With their abhorrent grin

This must be the most raging maelstrom

The deepest climax

My saviour, my mere witness indeed

I perceive your presence

Yet, you cannot approach ...

This hell is mine

I shall die between bronze walls.