Author's Note I was writing mindlessly and realized these thoughts could have been Clarks at vaious points of Season 1 or 2. Enjoy.
Anger grips my heart,
For so long it consumed me,
I don't have the energy to fight,
I want them to leave me be,
Emptiness has taken hold,
I've said goodbye to those of old,
I'm just a shell,
Stubbornness, my only way through hell,
I deserve the pain,
I welcome the rain,
The ice in my blood,
and the blood on my hand,
I'll keep on surviving,
So I can keep the blame away,
I'll revel in this suffering,
If it keeps them from feeling this pain,
When we came down we were rebellious children,
All we had ever known was the coldness of order,
The emptiness of space,
The dropped us in a world of earth and sun,
of hot blood and pain,
They have just as much of a hand in what we've become,
What I've become,
How could I come into the fold now?
I have no home to come back to,
No one to run back to,
I am not one of any them,
I have played my part,
Now I just live its consequences.
