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What Remains Within - Remorse and Pain, of Course, Reduces To Rain
Deliver my shattered soul – It has done more harm than good I felt darkness take its toll When I wore the abyss shirt with a hood… Shadows dare to consume me Darkness will disappear drastically Crows get scared away today By the scarecrows of their disdainful dismay Now, it happens that it got transformed Into clarity, purity and sincerity unharmed They took me for granite with every bite they bit into me They tried to devour all of me, but they couldn’t thankfully My frame of mind is whole again I am content like bees in their hives Or like lions in their darksome den I will survive the tundra of a thousand lives... As much as it aches, I will not have the same fate as Daniel, He came out of the den alive…then, what about me? How could I mend? End up, abused arbitrarily and captured carelessly in a cell? I have began as less than an amateur, but now, I could be a long-lived legend If only I was trekking on the right track in God's path It’s unfortunate that I purposely chose to feel His wrath I have worn the shirt of rebellion and never turned back afterwards I could have sworn I was in oblivion when He was taken aback with no words I wasn’t able to think things through with the venom of vanity in my veins, Making me do absolutely brainless and corrupted things, leading to fearful, flawed pains that ran a trillion trains of insanity and insidious ideas inside me immensely…let the darkness that remained shamefully stagnant inside you release into the bottomless drains Let the loyalty of light lead you away from perplexity That plant seeds of sorrow that scar you oh so slowly Sympathy is shattered in shards…worthless like the works of someone who acts sluggardly I engage in being encouraging with empathy outwards, then of course, it goes in inwardly You weren’t even that strong all along…all along…(now, I wonder who you are among?) You were assuming that you belong, (well, dear, you couldn’t have been more wrong) But you were deceived and found wrong Much like I was…no need to pity me please Just have a heart to change your mind about me You’ll soon find that you’ll be surely at ease As long as you are kind enough to set all of me free… I want to be the melody and the harmony of your song It’s awful that I mixed right with wrong, but it has been long Since I saw the lovely light in your elegance-engulfed eyes (grieve not by grumpy goodbyes) I will be unleashing the corridor of paradise behind the lies (unveil the strength of utility that never dies as long as you nourish it with knowledgeable lullabies, never failing to supply truth that hardly dries) You ran me over, despite you having your headlights on You made me your roadkill before the breaking of dawn You ran me over as if I was a skipping, inattentive fawn I should have paid more attention, but I wanted your attention I recycle my everyday pain and maddening misery And make it into something quite extraordinary I won’t despise them, despite the ardent guilt that took its pitch-black toll I am in pain, but even reduced to rain, I will cast away clouds unimaginable You, darksome devil, Are a monsoon moon hours after afternoon You do nothing but evil – A yesterday too soon…a tasteless, tainted tune
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