I am back from a burial, I just buried my soul.
Buried it deep inside, Deep inside the bottomless black hole,
I died inside me, with my pain and anguish.
Left behind is no longer a part me, no longer what I cherish.
I have learnt to live with a hole in my heart,
Learnt from people who were suppose to be true me,
Now all is left is like a wax mould,
Burnt in your betrayal and dishonesty.
Vengeance is sweet, but not for me.
Bitter and salty, that be the taste of me,
I taste like sugar, I taste like marmalade,
But this taste is faint and it will surely fade,
No more tears, No more lies,
Truth is what you see in my eyes,
No more faith I feel in me,
The serenade plays the song glee.
When the music stops, the curtain will fall.
Closing the play, closing the show and all.
A journey will end for a journey to begin,
Journey so far, far to the end.
With this note I will depart,
Depart from my soul and from your hearts,
Bounded I shall remain to this unforgiving world,
Bounded even to those who left this hole(in my heart)..
