To hold a grudge against the world-
The hall of shame...
To whisper bitterly the word-
And to reclaim
The silent wisdom of the heart
Forever lost...
And tired am I of my part-
I've paid the cost-
Too much to bear and to face...
How deep it is-
The fallen treasure... No grace
To be released...
The grudge is heavy-
Like a burden on my chest...
He was the devil...
And the rest... Who Is the rest?
The quiet heaves... The underground
Hall of shame...
I tried to give them love - I found
Only blame...
The bitter pain... The wicked whispers...
The disdain...
My heart is turning into crystal-
All's in vain...
18/05/16