When that inner kindness in your heart
gets tired and weary.
blessing is the silence;
that inner joy you see from darkness.

The joy from the fifth finger,
is your sanctuary.
as the time flies
whenever you are lonely.

When you feel that it's time to go,
and you do not care anymore.
on what others could say,
you are stronger than before.

When the pain inflicted
is much more than your spectrum
on how would you care
and on how you've previously assumed

When you've grown
and you've realized you are so alone.
as you've known yourself much better
and the other emotions are just pure emotions.

and the value of it was forever lost.
when your place once was now lost;
then the old you is now buried;
Just a dead man waiting to be buried