This World

Welcome to this world, this cold, cruel place,
where violence and hurt are quick to replace.
Here are some things to which to pay mind,
if, and only if, you wish to survive.

You can never run from your shadow
no matter how quick you are.
You can never change a nightmare
no matter how skilled a dreamer you are.

The phantoms of your past will always follow you;
the angels of your future will always ignore you.

Like bloodhounds to a scent
misery will always find you.
Like a hawk to its prey
fear will always catch hold of you.

Love will always break you;
hate will always make you.

Pain will be your gift to all;
violence will be your teacher.
Happiness will always elude you;
anger will always fuel you.

Welcome to this world, this dark, filthy place,
where brutality is key to the dying humane race.
Learn these rules for you will see
life isn't as pretty as it was thought to be.

The End

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