Post by DarkRain on May 24, 2004 15:39:52 GMT -5
Where does one go?
When they haven’t the will to go on
Where does one go?
When they find all hope is gone
What does one do?
When they need support
And their journey through life
Is about to be cut short
Why do people hurt the feelings of others?
Why do they taunt, tease, and laugh
When all they are doing
Is pushing others down a dark, slippery path
It is said that when one dies
They are gone forever
But isn’t that better
Than enduring pain and torture
From the words and prying eyes
Of those that aim to hurt
Maybe when that pain is gone
The inflictors will find
The error of their ways
And others won’t need to fallow
Where they will meet the end of their days.
