Thursday, April 2, 2015

Living Hell

This is not life, this is a living hell
more pain than anyone should bear
we walk among the dead, no one to care
if one more starves and another fell
we know the torments of the devil very well
no one to stop the pain, no one to mourn
in blindness we walk, our souls torn
to cry out against the spell
that makes them treat us less than human, it's not fair
what's to be gotten, what fortune will they gain
to make us bear what is impossible to bear
our tortured souls wreathing in pain
surely this time is unreal, or am I insane
I walk into the shower room where
breath deep
death comes
blank stare

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