The Blood That Stains The Pages

Thier World

The dark days are still yet to come,

But I have not only expirenced some,

For my life is gray and lifeless,

Around every corner is darkness,

Not many chances come around,

But when they do the promises are not bound,

For a smile can not last forever,

Not ever,

You can try to grasp your spirit,

But it will come out in an irit,

Confusing and crushed,

Your smile will be mushed,

For some way some how your smile will fade,

And your light will be darkened to a sickley grey,

Your emotions will florish but thats never good for its you time to pay,

Pay for your wrong doings and hatred they say,

But you have done none of the such you have been normal,

Apperently were always supposed to be formal,

According to them thats all there is,

To be well mannered and a ms,

They will drain you happieness oh so fast,

In life you will always be last,

For Your mind is clouded with theyre thoughts,

They have trained you into thinking the worst of lots,

Now you life is tricked to bleak,

And the truth you do not wish to seek,

So you stay in the colorless world they created,

And for this they waited.