Running Emotions.
By: the dark wulf
My growing hate even I fear,
growing worse with every tear.
No sanctity within my mind,
I alone learned love was blind.
Sadness doesn't have a name.
People wear masks, they're who I blame.
Darkness overwhelming light.
Blindness overwhelming sight.
To the moon I turn my head,
reached and paint it bloody red.
Emotions have the sharpest tongue,
their depressing songs are sung.
Turning against life its self.
Happy people, failing health.
Now it's time, my story's done.
With sweaty hands, I turn, I run.