Eternal Torment
Who hears you crying in the night
When you are up all alone?
I cry not for
the world,
Nor for anyone but myself.
I myself have been tormented as a child
But I have dealt
with it
I cursed them behind their backs
And vowed that I would rise above them.
Who hears
me crying in the night
When I lie awake in bed
I cry not for you
But only for myself.
Whosoever
call'th me a fool
Shall shake their fists in rage
For it is I who do not care
About their apparent
folly.
I am the master of them now
But that is not enough
They know not what is best for
them
And they are of no use to me.
Like leaves in the wind I shall crush you
Feel your fragile
limbs break beneath my grip
Who is laughing now?
And who will hear you crying in the night
When you sit up all alone
I know I will not hear you
For my reasons are my own.
---unknown
