I lay in stupor

Losing myself in powder

To forget my torment

And forgo my present

On the route to trance

I gave up my love

My talents took a final bow

Gone was my penchant for painting

And desire for technology

Sad were the loved ones

Looking at my degraded soul

Yearning for my past glory

How can I go back?

I have gone too deep

Into another world

Where needle is my soul

And powder is my life