|The World of Darkness
Author: MsWriter PM
R & R pleaseRated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 403 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Published: 02-01-04 - id: 1514470
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What do you feel inside?
Is it sadness, loneliness, sorrow, and pain.
Than you are welcome to my home.
So many seek me,
and so many run from me.
So what is it?
Everyone has been to my realm at least once.
There is no such thing as a pleasant stroll.
Some call me hell,
but I am not.
If you want to find true happiness,
you will seek me first.
I am not picky,
I will take anyone,
even if they do not want to be taken.
I'm sorry if my home is not clean,
and I'm sorry for the memories that haunt my home.
You see they have come from my many visitors.
My home may be cold,
but everyone is welcomed into the deep abyss.
Even if you don't want to come I understand,
but everyone finds their way here.
Eventually you'll see,
and hopefully you'll understand.
Tears flow like rivers,
and despair builds up like mountains.
Hate cries on the bird's songs,
and sin is in everyone's hearts.
The paths aren't straight,
but they are sure long and painful.
Words mean nothing,
but they do mean everything.
Nobody likes it here,
but you cannot leave.
You must survive my home first,
until you can reach salvation.
I'm not going to be easy on you.
My home is not supposed to be.
When you think you are finally out
I will throw another burden at you,
and than I will laugh as I'm watching.
Do you think I'm mean?
I am sorry but I have to be.
This is the only way to get to the motherland.
The best way to cope with my home,
is to just keep on moving.
Remember your name,
and remember the feelings you had.
For everything will change.
I will make you into a better person.
So smile, and know you are welcome to my home.
My home is different to everyone,
so don't be jealous, but jealously is apart of my world.
So when you cry, ache, hurt, and pain.
When you feel sad, lonely, and helpless.
You now know where you are.
You are at my home.
A place where everyone is welcomed,
and forced to be.
For you have to survive the acid rain,
to see the beautiful sun...
I am The World of Darkness.