The Oyster

An Oyster
With a Pearl inside
Clamped shut to all the world
And pain grows more inside
Both caught life's cruel joke
Nothing is resolved
And pain grows again
Slowly, insessantly
But always onwards it grows
Not healed by the years
Just Pressed down,
Deep down,
Deep down, into the soul
How long will it be this way
As long as one decides
to run and hide away
As long as one decides
To run throw time away