Crying every night
Turning as pale as moonlight
Without a soul to care
For what is right.
Intentional numbness
Throughout my whole body
Fighting is hopeless
For everybody.
A poem, so bloody
Stained with the words of a broken soul
Terminology uncovered if you study
Between the lines of a tattered scroll.
Curse the world in which I exist
Tormented by those who enjoy psychologically
Abusing and throwing a person who cannot resist
And not even bothering to mutter an apology.