Shame and Hate
Shame from the start.
Shame is what is tearing me apart.
Rituals and dreams is what set me unclean
Realization in terms were lost in between.
Hate for what I can not compensate
Hate for the desires which I can not relate.
Still inside I can ignore
The simple fact that these emotions I adore.
Invisible writing all around
Struggling to go on with thoughts unfound.
Let me bleed from all these letters
Let one of them tell me my life could be better.
Sad and hopeless all around
It's not a bother I am profound.
Vivid thoughts and strong delusions
Devious mixtures without conclusions.
Can you relate to the shame and hate?
Or can you admit for me its too late?
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