Oh how it pierces my heart causing my eyes to tear salty water, fingers all curled up to fist, groaning in pain and repeating again and again, Why? Why me?. Betrayal is the ugliest form of humanity which is invisible yet one of the deepest wounds.
Leave me be painted, O dear, before you depart – With your colour, very personal, Bright colours of your youth, pale colours of your tears. The colour, my core must be blushed with, my deeds be painted, Tip of the evening lamp be tinged with, wakeful night be affected. Arouse me before you depart, O dear, My nerves be shaken with humble swing of your feet. Like the stars springs to life in the cradle of dark sky, Surface fountains from stony caves, Originates rumbling from the deep inside clouds, Like the rhythms get underway at the focus of the eternal dance, Swing me likewise; thrust me ahead before you depart, Force away all obligations and miseries