O most merciless war
That constantly pits me
Against myself.
The most horrid and cruel
of tortures are always
led by your hand,
The neverending assault that you
have commanded upon my soul.
And the price?
My pride.
O most irrevocable hatred
that eats at one end of my heart,
And the undisputed love
that rests on the other.
Is there no end to the torment?
The masterminds behind this
assault
have tempted me with what I cannot resist.
What I yearn for.
What I plead for.
What I cry for.
Him.
They use him like a drug that
I am unable to recover from.
An addiction that no rehabilitation
can atoll for.
Hark! For let one half of my soul
Hate him and loathe him and wish for
his misfortunes,
And the other bleed for him, call out for him
and miss him.
'Tis the most unruly of battles indeed.
An armada forcing its way through
myself
and seeking to collide.
Do I love?
or
Do I hate?
May God help
my battered and
war-torn heart.
Please! Grant me an answer
to the questions that I ask.
Let me know!
Send me a sign!
Sing my wish to the heavens!
And the worst of it all,
is that he hasn't the slightest clue
of my pain...
That constantly pits me
Against myself.
The most horrid and cruel
of tortures are always
led by your hand,
The neverending assault that you
have commanded upon my soul.
And the price?
My pride.
O most irrevocable hatred
that eats at one end of my heart,
And the undisputed love
that rests on the other.
Is there no end to the torment?
The masterminds behind this
assault
have tempted me with what I cannot resist.
What I yearn for.
What I plead for.
What I cry for.
Him.
They use him like a drug that
I am unable to recover from.
An addiction that no rehabilitation
can atoll for.
Hark! For let one half of my soul
Hate him and loathe him and wish for
his misfortunes,
And the other bleed for him, call out for him
and miss him.
'Tis the most unruly of battles indeed.
An armada forcing its way through
myself
and seeking to collide.
Do I love?
or
Do I hate?
May God help
my battered and
war-torn heart.
Please! Grant me an answer
to the questions that I ask.
Let me know!
Send me a sign!
Sing my wish to the heavens!
And the worst of it all,
is that he hasn't the slightest clue
of my pain...
