Thursday, May 31, 2007

For Every Lost Soul

You have never claimed to be always the first,
But why should you be the last one forever?!
You hate the whole world, but yourself you hate most,
Because you’re too weak to ask for better!

You’re always the odd one, in every place,
This agony's lasted for so many years.
Emptiness shows through your pale gloomy face,
Mixed with hopelessness, anger and fear.

Your eyes are coal-black; your dreams are insane,
Your love, deep and fatal, gives nothing but pain.
You try to escape, you want to let go,
You’re only a coward, trapped in a hole.

You beg summer wind to carry away
Your soul from this endless nightmare and shame.
There’s no one to soothe you and make you forget
Grim truth for a while, - and you’re not gone yet.

It feels so rotten inside,
How can you stay here?
Oh, you wish you could hide
Or just disappear...

All tears have run dry,
The sun hurts your eyes.
You long for the rain,
You look at the sky...

This sadness became your sister and friend,
You’ll never part with it, you failed to pretend.
Your sweetheart is music, the one you live for, -
Your soul's resurrection forevermore...