Everything fell to pieces in an instant
I look around and see what was and what is
There is no peace, no calm, no rest just screams
Screams for help and help I cannot
I cannot help them nor save them when I cannot even save myself
The thought of things being and getter better is all gone
Hope that was once plentiful is now scarce
A sense of depression and evil overcomes me
They speak of freedom but I have not seen it
The blood is on my face, my hands, and all over
Even now the water runs red and tastes bitter
My revenge that seemed so promising has gone away
This sour stench that I have to breathe in now is that of the scent of
hatred
This scent is spread throughout and cannot be overcomed
Only a few can escape it, the few that believe there is still happiness that
lurks
If only those words were true, but yet they are only words and nothing more
 
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