Pain is everywhere
And yet it's nowhere;
I sit and wonder why
i've yet to die!
Life is no longer meaningful
And yet the world is sorrowful
Upon my depature.
It almost seems like torture.
I lay here in my final hour
Watching my enemy come to power
I realize there is nothing but pain
And yet so many died in vain
Over something that doesn't exsist
But yet they persist
that what they are doing is right
And yet it is so wrong
Only the strong survive isn't right
Anymaore, because the stars don't shine bright
They have become the thing they fear.
The end is so near!
The light is consumed
By the darkness that sheilded me
As I fought to be free
Free of emotions and my passions
Free of "them" and my decisions
THis truely was my finally hour