For failing to realize the norms of my heart,
I will darken your soul.
You ignored my wit and promised your heart a comfy tomorrow,
there is nothing to borrow from tomorrow but sorrows.
Again and again my pain will be yours,
until you give me what is mine.
The view is gone,
no place for you
only the demons of your existence camping the night away.
My words lack meaning
but my wrath has weight.
I will stand and watch
as the world runs you down,
witness as all your descendants fall dead in the streets of hope.
Where their mothers once stood,
with the smirk of ignorance on their faces.
This day will be remembered,
for I have less time to stay alive,
and all the time to live.