A looming future: a thick and heavy air.
A twisting knot from an unknown place,
A crippling fear; a torturous face.
One word, that's all
One word, never forgot.
One day, complete turn,
Like plastic, melts and burns,
Choking fumes, choking life,
a plastic friendship,
a rotten end.
Each burning, boiling liquid drip
scorches through your soul.
Her face has never looked so empty
her eyes have never looked so black
yet no one else can see this darkness:
you're alone suffering from a heart attack.
She's rotten and vile, like a poisonous wound:
never healing, never forgetting:
you're face is scarred, you're terrified,
never let her win: she'll eat you alive.
Never forget
Never forgive
Never turn your back:
she won't let you live.
Yet through the darkness a hand might reach;
this palm has a lesson to teach.
Forget all torment, you must pass through,
you must take control,
you must conquer too.
She is an enemy only to you.
She cannot win: she'll always pursue.
Believe in yourself, believe in your soul,
the pain you have suffered
makes your judgement more bold.
You can make it.
Forget the pain.
Forget the torture: deny her face.
And when you're head is clear,
and you learn to ask,
I will always answer
"this too shall pass".