Blood&Tears,The Humans Proof of Striving.
“A Survivor’s Mind”
The scars I wear are to show you I didn’t give in to torture.
Some people say if you bleed, if you cry you are weak,
But if you never bleed and you never cry how do you measure strength?
If you don’t know if you can over come your weakest moments
How would you ever prove to yourself that you can endure torture,
with enough strength, striving to make it out alive.
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“A Suicidal Mind”
In this casket I lay
My body filled with chemicals to delay the decay
But everyone knows that my flesh is already deteriorating, as they lower me six feet down
Afraid to bleed, afraid to cry
Afriad to feel something, so I take this life
I can’t bare to fight for a certain state of mind, for me dying is ideal
I pull the trigger, It’s effortless
When I leave here I will pretend I never knew what It was like to have a Life
I will pretend that I have only known this darkness
I will pretend that I never knew the universe’s sun beaming down to kiss my face
When I am dead I don’t have to fight, I don’t have to strive.
Lifeless and motionless in this casket is my perfect end.