A boding of ill will
Gives him a new life, a new thrill
Enter the tenth part of torment
A past life that lies dormant
Enstilling a passion in those we've met
People die
And now I watch her cry
I thought I had found the love of my past
A friendship which runs so deep
Meets a precipice so steep
And alas
It was all a cruel lie
Causing a soul to attatch itself to a mind
The mind of this poor boy
So lost
So hurt
So cold
His life spent as a mere toy
Such a cost
What's it worth
The loss of one's hold
Making happiness so hard to find
Reality
Is a mystery
To a mind shrouded in misery
Hoping for a feeling of sincerity
Or clarity
A rarety
That his soul should be unfurled
Upon this world
So lost
So hurt
And so cold
We have all but lost control
A sickness not even it's host could fathom
Yet I'm merely a piece of this puzzle
And my name is Adam