Life becomes black when you take a grudge
And hold it close, locked inside to fester,
Pushing away those that want to make it better
The words of forgiveness stuck in your throat
The steel in your eyes, the set of your jaw
The physical signs of the grudge you hold.
Your mood becomes blue when you take a grudge
And make it part of the mask you tote
The grudge you hold isolates your body
Leaving you alone with only the grudge for hope
The tears of pity falling down your face
As the rage of your grudge pours out.