I write away my pain in an unfaded ink
That my tears would fall enough for me to swim in
Here in this unfriendly cold and lonely darkness
I bear this stinted memory
I ache in this perennial pain and tears
I scream but no one seem to hear me
I bleed but no one sees my unclothed wound
Cos I wore roses to cover up the thorns
Beneath; my soul tremors with fear
desperate for these nightmare to go
And this scar to fade away
But it won't cos I've been torn apart
My sacred temple corrupted by an unholy worshipper
I have been robbed of my pride by a stranger
He stole my innocence
and took away my dignity
I'm nothing more than I am
And less than the beauty you see
My emotions feels like ice and I am frozen by fear
Even though I could stream a thousand tears
His unholy scent remains undouced
Every time it numbed my mind
Every time it burst my guts
Every time his ghost raves my thought
I gulp down few shots of scotch
To numb myself even the more
If you could look into my eyes
You will see i'm consumed by pain
Can anyone hear me?
Can you hear my desperate call?
Can someone rescue me from these prison walls?
I need to know what it is to breathe
Someone please find me
For my soul lies vacant and fragile
Please hold my frail heart with love
For I am a woman with a broken pride.
(c) STANLEY OGUH
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