Dark Dreams

a shadowed room... my permanent cell, the hatred by others intense. blades fly through the air, tearing through my flesh, my attempts to scream futile, my mind going blank, I look up, my finally thoughts happy, "the pain is finally over, my death is now to come, the anger of others gone, the scars from fights painless, the shadows of my past pointless, as i pass away tonight." slowly my heart decreases its pumps my vision goes to black, my body suddenly heavy, then when i think I may finally have peace, I wake into a world of hate. the final fight wasn't lost, for it has only just begun.