Rules

By those strange rules I did abide

I had to disappear, hide

My heart and soul I had to bury

Cause you I had to carry

This load’s been getting smaller every year

Along with it, the hatred, anger, fears

Soon are to disappear

Now just a hole - reminder mere

I tried to fill it up with stuff

It never, never was enough

A huge and empty place

Unreal things it made me chase

I remembered once I had a soul

A heart, that once it used to call

I have to find them, dig them out

I’ve needed them without a doubt

Rotting somewhere into the ground

Little chance of them being found

A dead body to revive

I did my best, I strived

To live according to these rules

To live without these tools

I’ll have to grow new heart, new soul

I’ll try to make me whole

These rules of yours - invalid

Old, expired, fading, pallid

Being dead so I could carry you

Now I’d rather bury you

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