I stand upon the crumbled ruins
Where glory once flourished
But now is stained with bruises.
My heart holds revolutions
Against those who do not nourish
I stand upon the crumbled ruins.
I dream of my losses
And of what I did not accomplish
But now is stained with bruises.
My castle stands in heaps of rubbles
Those hateful men did demolish
I stand upon the crumbled ruins.
I fixate on the delusions,
Of
a long lost courtship
But
now is stained with bruises.
I
never felt so useless
Never
before unwanted.
I stand upon the crumbled ruins
But
now is stained with bruises.