Endless
It's so hard to find relief in this endless world.
No one seems to care any more.
No matter how hard we try,
everything just comes crashing down.
Everything must come to an end,
so when will this suffering take it's turn?
There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
It's just endless black.
Painful nothingness.
A world of prickers and thorns
stabbing at untended scars.
But no one seems to care.
The loneliness eats at your heart
tearing it apart
bit by bit
the darkness seeps into the cracks,
leaving nothing behind.
The empty shells litter the ground,
a pathway to the end.
No one's waiting at the end to welcome you.
No one cares enough worry.
All they see is the monster.
They raise the pitch forks.
They raise the torches.
The hunt begins anew.
A never ending cycle.
Hi! I'm on a roll today. Yay for me! I'm kinda running on coffee right now so that might explain things a little.
This little poem is about Nezumi before he comes across Shion. I wrote this awhile back I just realized that it fit it perfectly. Hope that you liked it!
Sincerely the ever iSaNe,
Synk