He glimpsed into the heart
The mirror of the soul
And echoing the past
Called fear to unfold
The resentment made its presence
And the story never told
Unforgiveness and the greed
And the grudges that it holds 
And the words without a need
Had come forward to parade
And the hatred, lack of faith
The vain promise that had faded 
 Self contentment and confusion
lustful thought were there, too
And the anguish and the lies
And not knowing what to do
Bitterness has made its nest
In the midst of all the failures
Proudly speaking the behavior
Of a wounded grieving soul