The mind of many,set as one
When all to say is said and done
The world is filled with hate and gore
And "I may laugh, but smile no more."
A decent spectre of yesterdays past
Has shown us the future, long at last.
It seems the entire world is a lie
With its secrets unveiled only whence we die.
The demons of tomorrow, and ghosts of today
Set su through life on our long endless way,
Only to find that life is a fake
And the world's not much better the moment we wake.
We spend our whole lives trying to keep our composure
When our whole life's a compilation of torment and torture.
My sanity is failing, madness is rising
yet I've not gone crazy, whis is almost surprising.
My fists have been clenched, then both gone to dud
As both grew so tight, that my nails all drew blood.
My fists are still clenched, and my madness still grows
For my mind's a compilation of ciphers and crows
A simple compilation of all revealed when dead.