A River of Blood

Grains of salt are left from the tears I cried before you left salty and bitter is what my soul became as as a result of your evil, where will I go now, where will I put all the shame you threw upon me all this coldness might have frozen everything by now but I kept pushing myself for more and more I am angry now but I was scared yesterday because for now, I know what a weakling you were; I am not giving up my humanity and strength for you I will never submit and obey to your harsh cruelty my dignity is my energy and with it I will crush you You pushed me toward fear but I didn't realize then that fear is what drives you; the fear of all the suffering that might come back if you were to fall, the fear of all the reprisal your ego bought for you, the fear of being small and last but for now at least know the seeds you sow are far too great for you only to bear its fruits...