• Someone’s hatred for people becomes despair.
    The thick darkness in my heart suffocates my air
    A person can write a libel but words mean no harm
    The affection for a love a wish can’t be granted with or without a charm
    Someone’s love can be unfathomable for a person to grasp
    But it is not far out of reach that my love can clasp
    I need no love, or affection
    It is no longer my predilection, I cut out that section
    Of my heart, being broken along with a soul
    It is what you see, no longer what you know.
    I think negative attention is worth the pain
    The blood on the wall dried but still left a stain,
    Someone’s life is black with my own bare hands
    D-E-A-T-H what’s left of the noose is only a strand