To be lonesome, to be dark, why do i suffer i wonder…
If The World Would change,
Peace in our hearts would remain,
Untouched unscathed,
Even through the ice cold rain..
To be dead worsens the pain,
To loose but never gain…
Those who harm the innocent,
Will pay dearly in return,
For their blackness in their hearts…
My heart shatters beyond the darkness,
Of the people that lives without love,
caring for only themselves,
Not caring about others that is true to them..
Hurting, paining, and though a blades pierce,
I scream to the night,
Why are they so fierce?
Let the justice in the world hold on,
Bring the life we were longing and never let it fall,
If all I need was a prayer,
To fix all of this,
Why does it still hurt?
like a gun through my face…
To those that is left out,
To those who have suffered pain beyond pain,
It will one day be over,
Trust me I say,
With no further ado,
Its you who will stand,
In the eyes of the world it may be,
Of cruel hearts to see,
Be strong, Be willed,
To change the world to be…
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