Cold, bitter, mineral heart� Beats within your breast. Surely, love once dwelled there Before becoming unwelcome guest. |
Lonely soul, so barren� How can it hope for rest? Its warmth withheld, desires shunned And sins left un-confessed. |
Icy stare through emerald eyes� Constant glare of displeasure. Could you not see, or did you not seek, Those things that most would treasure? |
Gnarled fingers intertwine� Pitifully, ever-wrung. Do they yearn for that untouched, And good deeds left undone? |
Wretched, raspy, withered voice� A million songs un-sung. And life's sweet nectar gone, untasted; Souring on your cruel tongue... LilGray |
| Bitter |