born into a new life with an illustrious shine in their eyes
pure and innocent ignorant to the corrupt ways of man
they laugh they play they shout out with joy
they are essentially happy

they now grow to fit the molds which have been created for them
leaving behind who they were meant to be in pursuit of mans lie
once happy and calm in ways they no longer remember
once unaware of the plight of the world
they are thrust harshly into the tempest of this life

regardless of where they may turn
they will never experience lasting peace again
suffering is the destiny of the world
destruction of the spirit and the body is its fate

the child learns of suffering as that is the essence of life
the young blame the old
the old blame the young
both claiming the other does not understand
they are right
neither side understands

these same children who once were free of true pain
now suffer more greatly to others and to themselves
than ever before with no end to the anguish in sight

these same children who were once happy and without fear
now bleed for a life they cannot have
a life where they actually care if they live or die

these same children who once could smile
now drown themselves in their own tears
gasping for air suffocating from the senseless demands of society
dreaming of a life where they can live for themselves
not have to submit to live "free"

instead they are forced to live in a world not meant for them
to oppose mans laws is to suffer
to fight against yourself is to suffer
all paths lead to suffering

everlasting peace in this life is an illusion
the young are realizing this earlier and earlier
the old are frightened and blame it on the new generations
they try to help but their world is beyond help
man has made the world what it is
and until the end he must live with it
it will only get worse

the young now try to do all they can to maintain control
some turn to the bottle some to the needle
some crave a crimson release
to each their own
anything to feel alive
anything to feel

time after time they are looked down upon for this
criticized as being immature and foolish
outcast by the herd and labled as weak
they are told that they are wrong
they are not wrong
they attempt to purge mental suffering with physical pain
this is all they can do now
it is all that is real
it is all that they can feel
if anything
for some even the razor has lost its bite
there is no relief no comfort
true pain is now all they know

there comes a point for some
that it seems the last light has gone out
that the last crutch has fallen
that the last hand is out of reach

these same children who once anticipated a new day cheerfully
now resort to the only escape available anymore
the only way to silence the internal cries
to stop the pain being inflicted upon them by existance
and by the others that just cannot understand these feelings
the only way to stop the blood from running down their arms and legs
the only way to end what has burnt up their very spirit leaving a broken
shell of a child

there is no blame to be given
for as the destiny of this world is to suffer
the FATE of this world is destruction
we never had a chance

in all destruction there is creation and with that creation new existance
perhaps without the trappings of the flesh no one knows
life and death is an illusion
in some way or another
we will all meet again

these same children who were born pure and innocent
with wide eyes sparkling and heart-melting smiles
have now left this life by their own hands
laying down a life they will never miss

these same children as they were once known
no longer exist
the individual is gone
their energy will always exist as will ours
but the pain they once knew has ceased

even if a new existance brings new pain
everything is temporary
as they have proven





 
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