They killed me so long ago,
With an accidental poison,
Unseeing they meant for me to taste,
The bitterness they daily ate.
Gagging on it, I went down.
They heard only whimpers of sound,
No aid for victims gone unseen,
That bitterness was too strong.
I arise bruised but new,
My sweetness dimmed by bitter.
I give them heart, and they spit back...
What I have become, is something that lacks.
Have I changed through the taste
You seem ignorant you ever gave?
Deserved, perhaps, but bitter still
I was nearly buried in my grave.
I arrived bruised and broken,
Healed so little over time,
My sweetness, dimmed?
But my love undaunted
This bitter taste, this poison's fine,
Down should it go, in this unworthy mouth?
Behind this mouth is the brain, below is my heart,
Such things that betray all men, and woman too.
Stop the beat, for the pain it causes,
Stop the brain, for the lies it spews,
Beliefs are just that, hard to pin as true.
So stop it all, return my sweet...
Return to things unquestioned, true
Reverse such taints that bitter life,
Fix, or strike me down.
This bitter taste removed,
Or fine poison received once more.
Fix me please, I beg of you,
I tried to sweeten your life,
This bitterness is my failure,
Acknowledge at least, that I tried.
