Oh
my! Did you not know the way back?
Work
of art remains here though,
Did
you not notice what may have left behind?
It
doesn’t seem to hurt me anymore.
Blood
may bleed, so may it clot
Tears
may dwell, so may the heart rot,
Your
happiness is embalmed in my curse,
For
that every word you had uttered.
Die
o love! Die in the faith you never had,
Cry
in the tears of loss and suffer,
Celebrate
the victory that was never yours,
Pray
for the sins that were committed.
I
am not your God, I am not another vain,
I
am not your love,I am your pain,
Conceit
to the world your peaceful thoughts,
And
shake in pain deep within,
Does
it hurt to see me happy?
That
was much intended, oh,you blind?
Let
it scar on your mind and heart,
Like
that of burnt lips from fag.
Let
it spread the misery of heaviness,
Like
that of the fragrance of flower.
Let
the flesh burn raw and crude,
Let
the heart cry out loud in hell.
Ask not what are the reasons to hate,
Pebbles in the shore of river are never rare,
Choke with sadness for all that matters,
Like the smoke in you that was not let out.
When
you thought that everything was over,
That
very moment was the beginning,
For
the mistake you made this time,
Carry
the burden for generations to come.
