One boy, unlike the rest, saw a world of possibilities, full of color. A world without war, and where children are safe to roam at night.
The people burdened with shadows just couldn't open their eyes. The world was forever black and white for them. They so desperately wanted change, but it had great costs.
Their envious hearts were filled with malice, their souls as murky black as the sky they saw. The shadows took over them, transforming them into demons that secretly corrupted.
They tore the world apart, and hurt the boy's imagination. The people taunted him, "Impossible! Lies!"
The boy wept bitterly, his masterpieces destroyed. Then he ceased to exist, disappearing into a world where everything was absolutely perfect.
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evanescence
Poetrypoems that I wrote inspirations vary-mostly people and music, but others are from prompts (not related to the band Evanescence) || mostly tween angst, edgy tumblr-esque yk, you have been warned 💀
