This beautiful hell of ours
is all we will ever know.
Our fear will always remain
and the blood will always flow.
Don't try to escape
this endless dark night.
For what it leaves on your heart
is a permanent mark.
It is to late now
there is no turning back.
We're beyond redemption
and the freedom is gone.
Pain is embedded in your soul
now it has found you.
Your trapped in it's never ending web
there is nothing that you can do to free yourself.
Can you feel the pain that we have always felt
your over come with despair
to scared to realize
and just to numb to care about the pain.
In death's grasp
you slowly faid.
Death has now won
and a ghost you have become.
- a poem i wrote while thinking of the manga despair
By: suikasohma.
-amaya.
