Life has a way of making us bleed.
It seeps under our skin like a seed,sprouting.
Hatred,violence, greed.
Good or evil, black or white, blood or tears.
The darkness feeds upon our fears.
The many faces of evil that touch our lives each day.
.We push through darkness to find our way, as we begin to drown.
Looking around we frown, upon the world we see.
Darkness draped in beautiful disguise.
Evil we don't see with our eyes.
Shaking off its deadly grasp.
Triumph, we whisper but the victory only momentary bliss, it wont last.
The many faces of evil clings to our skin.
Battles we all fight from within.
Life has a way of making us bleed.
It seeps under our skin like a seed.
Growing, it pools under the skin, bruising our souls.
Taking it's toll as we slowly drown.
Just barely gasping for air as we float along.
Like a leaf in a tainted pond.
Then eventually, rotting and decomposing in the ground.
Darkness draped in a beautiful disguise.
He watches intently nearby.
His future victims shadowed in darkness left only to cry.
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