Humanity.Humanity.Humanity. by TheManThatLaughed
What is it?
Is it good?
Is it evil?
Are we kind?
Are we cruel?
Do we care?
Or do we not?
Can we get along with one another,
Or does our blood spill into the river?
Can love overcome all?
Or do the three evils
Get the best of us?
Is it the bitterness
Of the ignorant
That holds us back?
Or are we incapable
Of going any further?
Are the foundations of man built
On blood and bones?
Or love and peace?
Do we tolerate and respect others?
Or spit on those who have different views?
Is the fire too hot for our liking?
Should we deal with it in blood,
sweat and tears for fruitless results?
Or do we live to fight another day?
Or do we just live to be corrupt from the inside?
By our fellows, our friends, or lovers.
Such is the way of humanity,
All of our lives are pawns
In the game of humanity.
The madness know's no boundsPeople are in disbelief.The madness know's no bounds by TheManThatLaughed
I am keen to knife someone I love and take there life.
Yet I am also keen to defend a foe and not a friend.
Wrong yet so good, apparently I am bizarre yet where is my sanity? Oh so afar
Delight runs through my blood all the way through the fucking night
Maybe I did smash that baby against the wall but its a tad hazy you see
Whenever I appear is there a flicker of fear? Perhaps, but for all I care
let heavens army descend upon me but I shall not bend, I shall scare them back
to there clouds like a flutter of crows being frightened away from there meal
This world is mine, not there's, and whenever my name is mentioned above the hair
on everones neck stands up, do I care? No.I do not.
A war raging in the mind.Someone is watching when the lights go dark, who could it be? A wolf in Sheep's clothing? Your guardian angel? Or maybe just the devil in disguiseA war raging in the mind. by TheManThatLaughed
The walls play tricks on your mind, they may see everything from who you care for to your darkest secret, the walls are your note pad, your jesus, your hope but they are slowly closing in to squeeze out every last drop of your sanity. Is it the end of the beginning?Or the beginning of the end? Should you go and find the source of your raving delusions? And slay your inner demons? Better to just stand down from this fight and whimper in the corner because everyone knows you can not win no matter how much you sweat and how much blood you spill, the end will be the same it does not matter, but a new chapter starts in the story for those who hold there heads high and on that day the hollow forests will echo with happiness and love, and maybe in the end...It will all be alright just like they said
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