Eyes so warm,
as if they are burning.
These are the so called healing drops,
so why do they burn my windows?

Is it because my soul is burning too?
No, no it isn't.
It's as cold as the ice of the Arctics,
but why don't I feel an ounce of sooth?

There's no healing for me anymore,
I only feel the burn of hatred
and the sting of cold despair
and torturous pain,
eating me up slowly.

I haven't suffered as much as them,
says my good mind.
So, I ask you, mind,
why am I feeling like this?

I feel hundreds thousands of spikes
impaling my heart,
tearing apart my brain,...