Bitter memories are like tough stains,
On our hearts blanket,
We wash them but they stay,
And cause un wanted pain.
A friend tries to cover that stain...
Struggles hard to diminish that pain...
But sometimes the attempt can be in vain...
And the desperation drives you insane...
When bitterness stains our hearts,
Drive us crazy and we just wanna tear apart,
A part of us is destroyed,
And our soul distorted.
I try to put broken pieces back...
But I feel something lacs,
The void always remains inside...
Your heart is bitter, though you try to hide...
When something inside you is gone,
And you dont know what it was.
You feel as if you're hollow,
And creat a shield so that noone can you heart, follow.
The hollow void makes you burn...
Your heart screams and your insides churn...
But the pain merely drives you inside...
And throughout your life it never subsides...
The pain become a part of your being,
It feels as if its always been.
Your soul maimed,
Your heart forever changed.
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