Thorn

I pull this torn from my side one more time This gash so deep never will it heal So warm is the blood as it soaks my hands Numbness Cold Darkness Despair This I can not conceal Ideals Lost so long Ago So Little Virtue So Much Vice I Watch As an another Angel’s wings fall to the ground I cannot Even feel No Sympathy No Empathy No Pain Emptiness Cold Darkness Despair Within this Darkness All I see All I feel All I Am I realize When you’ve lost the will to change You have become that which Nature has intended you to be Many Lifetimes brings One to this end….