My hair is dull, my skin is pale.
The love in my eyes
Has gone all to hell.
My body is scarred, the insides a mess.
Exhausted and destroyed,
But what comes next?
A story of love, what an odd quirky dream.
The world is just falling
Steeper and deeper it seems.
A light gives you hope, just cling to the air.
You must learn to be a brothers loving keeper.
I do not know how
Or why
Or where
But humans should love, not enjoy watching each other die.
Let joy fill your heart and lift your smile to the sky.