Suffering – one thing not too many get to enjoy;
To hear the laughs inside their head,
To make them scream, to split them half,
To make them leave the simple human thought;
To feel – the shattered’s soul form of perfection,
The joy, pure joy of being damned –
Understood by all – not seen by even one…
What is understanding of something you’ve never seen?
It’s being selfish, it’s being mortal!
So scream in your silence,
Find joy in your sadness;
Gasp at how they lost something so important!
Let your voices laugh –
Do not look for compassion.
You are the way you are!
Feast – and drink on their happy souls.
Forget that smile, extinguish the trace of happiness
And do something of your life!
Find no resolve in being part of the herd.