"My heart is bruised, my soul is battered,
I'm the victim of blame, my life's been shattered.
Though I've not done wrong, I'm accused of sin,
And my pleas for justice fall on deaf ears again.
The one that hurt, forgot his deeds
The one inflicted left to live with the pain
I was a victim of life's cruel fate
The one who was made to smile through ugly circumstances
I had no choice, but to live
My joy and honor a price deemed for this
I'm not to be blamed
For owing the mother earth
The smiles and joy my heart had forgot
My senses are numb, almost gone dumb
For when you suffer to some extent
You pray to die sometimes or go insane.
The hell I've seen is worse than the heat of earthly fire
My heart is like iron and steel.
Yet like the sword stabbing the poor soul...
Pain sat along.
© hujjah