This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing

it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live

He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life

i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine

A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and

we are a new race rising with ice in our blood we will fight any body because we are family “we are a new breed rising

he plays his feelings out in the beat of his drum not realizing it’s taking the life right out of him

fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take

Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you

You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul