Holding On

Lie on a bed
And remember their faces
Bring a chill to the heart
As you remember those places

Silent I lie
In my crying shroud
Because happiness is rare
And never allowed

Why do I seek
Those bad bitter memories
The ones that bit
And fill me with envies

To fill me with hate
I seek thus
To remember I'm better
And never made fuss

But hold I do
To this past hate
One I don't need
And find so late