The Paranoid In Katatonia
In poignant solitude, I cried in vain.
Like a delicate being, I screamed in pain.
Helplessly trapped like a dying prey,
I secretly wished you'll save me one day.
Each day has passed like a strike of lightning;
yet no one was aware of my silent weeping.
Amidst their laughter, their songs, and cheers,
I was left all alone, wallowing in tears.
Like an ostracized caste, I was avoided.
With utmost derision, I was rejected.
With the wrath in my heart starting to brood,
I silently cursed like a cryptic shrewd.
Decried like a serpent in hallowed garden;
I was disparaged like a knavish vixen.
Taunted and heckled like a vagabond,
they longed that I, in shame be crowned.
With this, I impart a macabre curse,
fashioned to bane the muse of my remorse.
With the fall of my oppressors, I will rejoice.
I will laugh and cheer... let the world hear my voice.
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