Following The Way To Psychiatric Asylum

Walking in an obscure tunnel
which seems to be never-ending
I feel exhausted, step by step
feeling that I'll never overcome

As I walk, years after years
I've not found an issue yet
so I carry on with move forward
with no hope of any end

As a stairway which forever climbs
I follow this tiring way
during my walking, days after days
I remember my own life

But I feel so indifferent
that I forget these sad thinks
I carry on with move forward
fallawing always the same way

Sometimes I stop, to make a break
to rest myself a moment
after I've seen that I can't turn back
and I take to my way again

Slowly, hours after hours
I'm walking step by step
following my way
and I wonder if this way has got an end...