Oh, how bitter it is
the grief when two souls
as by invisible threads
is torn apart by death's bony fingers
Oh, the tear is never clean
it always carries away
part of the soul with
happy moments turned upside down
Oh, but how painful by far
when one loves
and is never loved in return
Oh, the sleepless nights
and trembling heart
Oh, bitter cup
that holds a wine turned so bitter
the icy chill that blows
through the heart and soul
as though bitten by the head
of a cold blooded viper
with its inhuman unblinking stare
a cold poison flowing in the veins
the soul that wishes
its eternal death
Oh, insurmountable wall
Oh, the cold grief
as though
you are a worthless thing
all covered with filth
nay, a thing of worthless filth
Oh, what a hopeless prayer
"Return My love to Me."
the pit of the loveless ******
Oh, sharper than the sharpest sword
Oh, the counting of days
and the impatient longing
to sleep the eternal sleep
to cover the soul
with a dark eternal blanket
eternal oblivion forevermore
to melt the ice in Your soul