Every time i look at my bare hand,
i try to catch hold the flowing sand,
those dead branches wrapping me again,
twisting like a serpent and causing deep pain.
the darkness is surrounding me all around,
i can once again hear those scary sounds,
i can clearly see all my past, evil deeds,
as these branches are growing on me like weeds.
i wish that i could get back to my past,
and change the things which still aghast,
the things which haunts me till day,
the things which make me shiver and sway.
i wish to change times when i went out of my mind,
the day when gold coins made me go blind,
the day when humanity in me was lost,
the day when emotions in me got frost,
first time when i killed some one,
i stabbed her, and my job was done,
i left her there in the bloody pool,
that was my last day in kindness school.
that day these branches were present around me,
but the shine of the gold coins didn't let me see,
and never again i tried to look back,
i was succumbed to this darkness and this black.
and now when i want to go free,
i am surrounded by this evil tree,
which is pulling me down and down,
wrapping my whole body in the black gown.
these branches crushing me in pain,
i can see that bloody pool again,
but this time the blood is mine,
i am feeling just like a swine.
but i think this is the only way to repent,
for all those miseries which i have sent,
so i just stay calm and feel the pain,
as these branches wrap me again,
i wish to stop time here for a while,
feeling more pain before i travel my death miles,
it gives my bruised heart some solace,
it helps me to lose my killing ace.
so,every time i look at my bare hand
i try to catch hold the flowing sand,
those dead branches are wrapping me again,
twisting like a serpent and causing deep pain.
