The Power of Poetry

It’s Howling With The Beast Within

You Are All Alone

Rage is a sad love song.

We are hungry, so we are at war. Nothing will change the way things are. And even if it does, it’ll just be for worse. It’s the uselessness of dreamers. And all the maps get torn, and we’re left with only clouds. Balls are being kicked around, And once again, it’s all I can do to keep a straight face. There’s no one left to think of, so I’ll say it out loud: We’re nothing but prisoners in the castle of our mind. The walls are made of glass, and we try not to see. We are all so beautiful and so alone. Everything is so savagely, So savagely corrupted by our touch.

why do we need to be so violent? it’s so cruel, and cruel is not easygoing. we’ve seen this before, and things go wrong. we always find some new way to be angry. when we breakthrough with our hammer-headed fists, it’s not the end of the world. And it’s certainly not the end of a good fight. We’ve nothing left to lose, and we will lose it anyway. We’re pretty sure the fate of our world is already set in stone. How could a few too many open doors be so bad? But we don’t see that.

I’m not telling you anything you don’t know, and if I do, it’s a lie. And I’ve been taught it’s something I never should repeat. I can’t tell you why I know this to be true, but I do, and I will. And when it all comes crashing down, we’ll break into a million little pieces, and we’ll always have our knees. We’ll kneel in front of the camera to tell you all that we know, and we’ll use words to make everyone believe that it matters. And if you’re lucky enough to survive, then you’ll get the chance to be someone you don’t know. And maybe you’ll believe in good things, some things can make us happy. But we’ve forgotten how that feels.

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The person who is unaware of the pain that he brings upon himself will never be capable of learning from it.