You rinsed off all your dreams with hope and wish,
But ambitions are never what they seem;
As their illusions turning to anguish,
They start to disappear in bitter gleam.
So you glued your fingers back to your palm,
As your shredded heart starts to scream in pain
While both your eyes remain perfectly calm,
Trying to hide all your feelings in vain.
Drinking up existence with every sip,
You tried to once again come back to life:
Approaching faith, your one and only trip,
Walking a path that’s sharper than a knife.
I know you’ve been bleeding for days on end,
But with little patience, your soul will mend.