I Will Pay Out Poem by Saniya Galeyeva

I will pay out
With my tears, my money and pain.
There's no doubt
That my life is a wicked game.

I will pay out
Every coin which is the fodder
For bells that shout
Of false faith and the world's disorder.

I will cry out
All my pain frozen since green years,
Foe now I can't
Help letting out my childish tears.

I will pay out
With my heart that is shattered.
I will do that
For it seems like my final battle.