Bitter truth

26 May 2010

The rabble thought
I had no feeling
Telling rude words
Where left no healing 

Calling me a bitchy whore
Falling down, they told
I am a spoiled bore
But you still give me powers to hold
To hold on!

Never fading away 
The hope deep in my mind
Reminds me of that day
When I got I was once blind

Calling me a bitchy whore
Falling down, they told
I am a spoiled bore
But you still give me powers to hold, 
Just to hold on…

Forever a fool, never an angel
I, blind bitch living in her own world,
Devilish beast sitting in dark cage
Heart of stone could never hurt

Calling me a bitchy whore
Falling down they told
I am a spoiled bore
But you still give me powers to hold,
To live, to stand this all!

Forever I thought –
Farewell would hurt
But not now, not in this world
I am a bitchy whore
Like they once told
I am a spoiled bore
Give me more powers to hold,
To leave this all…
Give me more..
(I need forever more)

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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