A different tale to be told.
One of sorrow and longing.
Their bitter, angry screams rip through the placid night.
Anger and hate has become the norm.
A brief star in the stormy skies gives little hope for tomorrow.
Time will not mend all things.
A whole life fabricated with lies.
Our youth hinders our understanding.
With age, comes reason…..
Empty words come with no remorse.
How many times have they been uttered into uncaring ears.
Tormented dreams laced with fear of reality.
Will the Father ever save us from this torment?
Hell will freeze into icy rivers of damnation.
To the United Nations of the Condemned:
We are all lost. Never to be found.