Title: grudge
Author: Seraphis
Copyright 2001
grudge
memory trails like chalk dust across my palms
it'll stay forever
but water washes them away like nothing
I had a hope for this life
well it isn't the dreamy landscape I had imagined
why are we so chained by the things we think when the mind is my key out?
Is it right to remember
those things which you can pull up
to inspire rage against the world for its injustice
Can I hold a grudge forever?
or is it best for me to forget that you never did me wrong
to fake a smile when in my heart I loathe you
what the hell is your problem?
I've done nothing to deserve this disrespect; these mocking tones
thank you for making this situation a little more pleasant
when I think of the years I have ahead
It sickens me to think of all that I will have to encounter
is this the meaning of life?
is this why visions of cloud-filled nirvanas have been promised us?
I can imagine no other heaven
because its just me against the world of pain