FicWad

Risking my neck for a wrong-doer
Why does breaking from the guilty place a curse on us?
Always wonder alone, But has many a friend
A ghost among the living
Yet heart beating
Frail next to beings
Just Lost

A kind heart beating the pain
And gives the strenght to stand
Insults fly at the child
Pleading eyes, No pity
Continued to be stepped on
Where is the warm embrace?
Till you know none will come
Looks towards the sun
Seeing the truth and understanding
Hang in there, cause you can win
But continues the pain
But just no longer numb
Just words

Decleration of a mortal soul
Thou does take ones will to live
Continues to be in cased in lies
For us, does stand the wait of time
Crossed paths with the innocent and the damned
Where do my secrets dwell, when scattered by the cursed?
Just defeat
Just hurt
Just nothing
But a feeling

We rise, we defeat, victory
Being able to stand
Forsaken my enemies welcome
As far as death
From their truth which is lies
Just lost