Looking back on a heartless act

 

Revenge is the coldest act a dead man can commit

It seeps into the soul like a dagger in the back

Slowly but surely killing its host with cruel realization

Though at first it may seem indeterminate

Over time it will leave its deep track

Slowly misdirecting all the target’s navigation

 

There is no distinction between now and then

No true line that can define hell from heaven

When one man’s trash is another man’s treasure

What can be worth anything at all?

Some love wallowing in pain

Some love sinking into pleasure

In the end we all answer to a different call

 

Yet we are all humans

One race of inequality

But freedom can only ring in a blind and deaf world

Where no one will hear that sweet bell

No true line to define heaven and hell

No one really knows where they are going

Reviews

[Little Amy Lee]

I love how you've used
certain words in this.
=]
You're an awesome writer
good work