The light of night
the dark of day,
by the path you lead
i know the way.
the screams within,
the cries without.
All pain blends in to thickening shouts.
your silence.
your willingness to suffer
without violence.
The smell of youth,
the feel of rest.
The open earth beneath your feet,
the numb feeling while you openly weep.
An enemy's revenge,
a nieve love,
all mixed up to the endles fate,
and the constant and forever hate.
You call this life,
but is this living? |
Submission Name: living hate
