• What is the sin I've commited to be treated like this?
    What have I done to be let feel like this?
    In past, present or future?
    What I have done, or what I will do?

    No matter.
    I feel badly broken and beaten.
    Like a devouring plague inside of me.
    The feeling, scours, burns and eats trough me.
    More and more, everyday.
    But now even more rapidly.

    What horrors I will commit on myself,
    when this disease has ravaged trough me?
    What inhumane acts shall be done?
    How many shall suffer before me?
    How many have made me suffer like this?

    Great emotions are made mighty and painfull words,
    by me, right here and now.
    A blade on my back, driven trough my broken, yet beating heart.
    The anger, rage, sorrow and misery.
    Flowing like a vast white waters, they rush..
    Only to face an impervious dam.

    But like all mighty barricades...
    This will fall under preasure, which is to happen, soon..
    I don't know how long I can hold these emotions at bay.
    Neither I don't know, when they burst out in volatile wave of emotional destruction.

    Beaten.
    Broken.
    Damned.
    Confused.
    And cursed.