With a simple life and simple things it seems that this world has no need
Never a thought of what to do and always stumbling upon your own words
Sadly it is not as easy as it should be for no one has noticed the pain in your eyes
Overwhelming pain that cannot be fixed, cannot be healed, cannot be rid of
Although you feel this pain, you still live; still pushing on, just waiting for the time of death
However Death does not come right away to those who wait for it
Death only walks toward you, you and everyone else that still lives
Many try to run from Death and in turn die in more gruesome ways than intended
Those who treat Death as an old friend shall surly end in a peaceful manner
Still it brings much sadness to those whom still live simply wishing to be with loved ones whom have passed away
Unable to keep moving on through the tests of time as they crush, stab and slice at the living as they go on
Simply leaving the fragments of your past to show the new generations what was done and who did it
In no way letting them believe that you didn’t exist, that you were apart of this place, this home
As time went on you still kept hope as you let yourself float off into the world as it consumed you whole
Not allowing you to breath but still you kept your calm, until finally you snapped
Killing any and all who opposed you in your way of peace, even if you had to kill you still felt at peace
Guilty conscience did not bother you as you constantly murdered the innocent minds of the common people
As the hearts of those people become corrupted with hate and revenge, they start to kill as you did
Soon the cycle continues and as it seems that all is calm it really only continues as a mindless cycle of hatred and despise
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