You will drown in the lies among liars
You will suffocate in your own regrets
You will cry of frustration,
Trying to grasp the last bit of your salvation
You will scream in anger from the top of your lungs
You will no longer know what you've become
You will be the mock
Your fist tight as rock
Will roam hard against a wall
And you'll begin to fall
And there you will see
How hard it was for us…….for me
Your eyes will begin to close
You will regret the path you chose
In the last bit of life you got left
You will see a helping hand
The one you bruised and broke to shreds
Still bleeding from the last
It will help you up quick and fast
Then push you into a hole
Where the thick and venomous air will suck your soul
Revenge is all the hand lived for
And eventually it will grow sore
After all you were the one who started the war
But what was it worth?
A heart full of pain?
A friend going insane?
Useless respect to obtain?
To once again in the top remain?
Or was it just to entertain?
You have to admit
This worthless s**t was all in vain
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