Misanthropic Thoughts I
We live in a world of contradiction,
Bound by those who wish to bathe in the blood
Of our sorrow, our misfortune, and death.
If I had been a light in younger days,
Before my soul was tainted by their hate,
I would give all I had to show much more;
More smiles, more love, more true happiness,
But I fear that from my foolish actions,
I'll never know what true happiness is.
My heart screams out but my mind restrains me.
Strength, I have in abundance, my dear,
But emotion is my one, greatest fear.
So many times I have been ripped apart
And left to dwell in a broken heart,
Alone to grow without a single friend.
My only sustenance was this old pen
That let the words from my dark, broken heart
Flow to the world, and you, to see as art.
Bound by those who wish to bathe in the blood
Of our sorrow, our misfortune, and death.
If I had been a light in younger days,
Before my soul was tainted by their hate,
I would give all I had to show much more;
More smiles, more love, more true happiness,
But I fear that from my foolish actions,
I'll never know what true happiness is.
My heart screams out but my mind restrains me.
Strength, I have in abundance, my dear,
But emotion is my one, greatest fear.
So many times I have been ripped apart
And left to dwell in a broken heart,
Alone to grow without a single friend.
My only sustenance was this old pen
That let the words from my dark, broken heart
Flow to the world, and you, to see as art.