Do you feel those hours?

When the world crushes upon you

And frostbite of loneliness

Leaves everlasting scars.

Do you feel those hours?

When your cry dries

In silent, in dark,

In corner where you hide.

Don't forget those hours

Which made you what you are.

Stigmatized soul

Of hollow yearning.

Feel those hours.

Pin them to our hearts.

Let the agonizing pain

Slice through your chest.

Fill your throat

And rush through your blood

Let it burn and incinerate.

Embrace this unwanted gift

Of those lonely hours,

Till the hourglass turns to dust.