Written by: Dark Mistress


A constant worry, a world of envy.
A prominent future requires existence.

Eyes wide open, heart sealed shut.
Leaving, ignoring, if I must.

Blinded by laughter, taken in after.
Nothing to worry. No natural disaster.

Jagged edge, no bloods been shed.
No real evidence, to summon my sentence.

I'm a wanted man,
for now...

Here I'll stand!