Full Moon
When I close my eyes all I see is fear and pain
When I open then all I hear are screams of the people I love the most
I feel the agony of loss
the tensions of what is next to come
The faces around me are not what they appear to be
Nobody can be trusted and the hand falls upon the only option
Death
Put to death the endless torture of this world
Stop the suffering of mankind
End the pain and stop the flow of tears that fall upon the earth like rain
I never knew what true pain was
What it meant to have fear and shiver at the sight of shadows
Now I see why emotions are powerful
What their purpose is and why we have them
I wish I had them growing up, but I sealed them along with my smiles and happiness.
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