List of…
Blood.
Pain.
Sadness.
Hunger.
Joyless.
Heartless.
Lost.
Sinner.
Loser.
Loveless.
Hurt.
Tears.
Lust.
Power.
Greed.
Sex.
Rape.
Shameless.
Guilt.
Murder.
A short list,
Of what this is.
What do they,
Mean and for,
What?
What Can this list be,
Used for?
Why do I read,
Them?
I cry.
Yet have a,
Brave face.
For theses around me,
Think the world,
Don’t have them.
Maybe…
Maybe…
Or not!
I could be crying,
For joy and,
Happiness.
To know the world,
Is just not,
Nice.
Maybe…
Maybe…
This list does,
Get longer.
Over time,
Things will be,
Added.
Not one will,
Be sweet or,
Loving.
But a strike,
To the heart.
That’s what they’ll,
Be.
Nothing more.
Nothing less.
Theses words,
Lead to sleepless,
Nights,
And risky,
Days.
Humans will be on,
The edge.
No matter what.
Blood and tears,
Will fall.
Drop by,
Drop.
By the blade of,
Life.
Sharp to the,
Point.
May it,
Cut deep and,
Realize what,
The world really,
Is.
