My head is full of poisoned thoughts
thoughts I dare not to speak of
for if I did, it will only bring tears
bitter tears of a long gone past
a past not worthy of recalling
for every time I do, I unwillingly learn of the withered mistakes
deluding me into falls path
where
I bear hatred in thy heart
and plant fear in thy tired eyes.
I cry, what for I know not
tears storms down my face
bringing an ocean of dead memory back to life
where it hunts my every lost minuet.
my head is poisoned with question
that I shall never learn the truth
for I don't have the heart
upon such an ill fate I recall the days
when I was yet a youth
like an unplacked violet
I was among a world of color
where my unexposed eyes
yet was not discovered by mortals cruelty
thus how unkind destiny brought me to the end of my journey where the sweetest rain makes thee not fresh nor grow again.
eternal night has sat upon thy eyes
and closing those beams which once did rise bright and cheerful
my youth days are now ashes owed to the voiceless wind enchanting the rhythm of death
Alas, Alas
youth did prove me wrong
and time did me judge
that I am no longer what I was
I now have lost all taste of life and to death I am a guest
where i cease to rest for eternal.
