Inside my love dies
It aches with luscious tears
Creeping into sorrow's bed
It makes its nest with woe

Secondary dreams of vicarious hearts
bruise with the glinting of first light
Showing the wear and tear of living another life
Hands out begging for more they wade into
the swirling masses of existence
Unabashed by what is to come

The clicking sound of the car door locks is quite audible as we round the corner and drive through the city night. Fear doesn't strike the heart but it lives in the mind. It casts a long, dizzying shadow like a charcoal mistake staining the page. It can't be erased but lightens only a little. Its dangerous claws try to grasp at all it can latch onto. You may slip from its grip physically but Fear still has a hold on you mentally.

And with my wide eyes
I've seen a tarnished world

Its people, lack luster,
bearing too heavy burdens

This world, oh this world
so bruised and battered

I weep, I cry, I mourn
No change. It can't be fixed

No matter how many tears are shed
It will never end

Forever scarred this world is
Hurting it will always be.

Everyone has fear but many have fear of peace.
No one totally wants it.
It's that peace is calmer than the war
and the death that gives them what they want.
The fear lives in the heart and the brain.
It has come with the cutting edge and is ready for combat.
It has its guns and its bullets to **** anyone.
For those who have it and for those that hate it.
Because fear is the root of everything.

Your reputation is your life.
You only think about that.
It's what you want and love.

You leave the people close to you
for the glamour and the publicity,
for bright lights and bad people.

But you have lost the soul,
the love, the happiness.
You only know pain, anger and sadness.

Toda la gente tiene miedo pero mucha tiene miedo de la paz. Nadie la quiere totalmente. Es que paz es más tranquila que la guerra y la muerte que dan a todos lo que quieren. El miedo vive en el corazón y el cerebro. Ha llegado con todo el filo y está listo para combate. Tiene sus armas y sus balas para matar a cualquiera. A los que lo tienen y los que lo odian. Porque miedo es la raíz de todo.