Look At Them All
Going About Their Lives So Unknowing
Of What Pain Truly Is
They Complain To Me about Hunger
Those Who Have Never Missed a Meal
They Say They Are Hurting
Yet The Can’t Even Begin
To Comprehend the Pain I’ve felt
They Go About Their Lives
Like Cows to the Slaughter
Ignorant Of the Fate That Awaits Them
Oblivious To the Signs of Darkness
That Surrounds Them like A Fog
The Swirling Blackness
Clings to Them like Smoke to a Burning Branch
Never Able To Be Dispelled
Ever Intangible
Yet Just As Real As the Air They Breathe
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Stupid Fools
How Can They Be So Idiotic
Thinking That They Have It So Bad?
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Just Wait…
One Day I’ll Show Them All
Just How Bad Things Can Get…
I’ll Make Them Face What I have…
And See How Many of Them
Can Hold Up Like I Did…
How Many Of Them
Can Be Strong
How Many Of Them
Can stand to bear the burden
That Knowledge of What You’re Doing
Unloads Upon Your Shoulders
It Is Like
The Weight of Every Last Sin
That You Have Ever Committed
Pressing Down Upon You
Like the Mass of the Universe
Placed On Your Back
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Will You Be Able To Stand?
Or Will You Crumple Under the Strain
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Hehehe
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I Guess We’ll See In Time…