for so long i have been traumatized by his overwhelming eyes.
for so long he has dictated my thoughts through manipulation.
sunshine prevails.
an empty chorus succeeds throughout the desolate streets.
what is this?
a mascarade of selfish desires intent on murdering my innocence.
a screech rips across the soil of my calm terrain.
a forceful introduction of what i call 'a revolution of pain'
power impairs our judgement.
the more he craves the power,
the less i offer it to him.
there are lives beyond our own,
and living life is happiness alone.
