Taetre

The Bitter Withering

Taetre


The bitter withering of love 
You feel an urge to take your very life 
Wondering what has caused this pain 
It tears and drives you soon insane 

To suicide 
Emotional chaos, fragments of love and hate 
They seem so hard to divide 
Down in deep thoughts, you lack of pride 

Rose whitered, light dying 
Among the shades of helpless ones 
They are the slaves but so are you 
The bitter withering of emotions 
Love spell - disease is in your head 

Sun fallen, darkness calling