A turn with the tide.
Becomes a gift for you.
A gift with the ability to shine.
Becoming a problem soon.
A problem that grows out of hand.
No longer able to sustain the pressure.
Breaking down the measures of a man.
Mixing the feelings of sadness and anger.
Tearing away at my body and the scars.
A hatred that grows without a label.
Carry it away, somewhere far.
These feelings are so unstable.
