SPINEL BLACK

Betrayed, abandoned, solitude
Deception, hartred, rage,
The need of easy certitudes

Lost nonentity scared to be rejected once more
With no choice but the echo of an ancient voice :
"Improve ! Be Better !
Prove you can crush the others
And make them admire !"

A few aptitudes gave me attitudes :
Charisma creates core beliefs,
Erects me an addictive social throne
So high... Who would dare to vex the irritable idole ?

no regret, no remorse
no reset, just enforce !

Confront to the master of eloquence,
At first a fair cordial exchange
Argument but fear my anger :
Don't tell me I'm wrong ? Never ever !
Confront your blind passion
For the absurd arrogant (unleashed) majesty
With your frustration,
Deception of feeling despised,
Really see me !

"Improve ! Be Better !
Prove you can crush the others"

The voice that echoed so strong,
Now sounds so wrong...
And one after the other,
Left each perishioner

"Now, we are only two :
Me and the far echo of the ancient voice I knew
I should have contrasted from these scars that lasted
I should have improved, been better
To walk humbly with others
For this, I'm sorry people,
I did want not to be the same...
Sincerly, I feel shame"


Then a beautiful sound caressed my soul
This new sweet melody surrounded and hold me
Stopped the lament,
Gave me strengh to tear the camisole
Of the fury that had so appalled,
Now, I could hope for serenity

So many regrets and remorses
Can't reset nor ignore

Time for daily vigilance,
Vertuous circles, benevolence
Mistakes, failures...
I Stay focus despite relapses and recurrence
No pain, no gain, but much easier
With some dear old fellows back on my side
Without lassitude, my endless gratitude
That you trust the promiss I won't misguide

A tiny rhythm arises from the melody
And smiles and rejoices when it hears my voice
Little heart pulse, may you find in me the right impulse
I won't dictate any tempo or be an overwhelming echo

As, regret and remorse
Are the scars of my thoughts