The foreshadowing of painful things to come,
The faint sound hinting at what could go wrong,
We know that something horrible is going to come,
Why then do we continue?
Why envelop ourselves in false love and good will?
To give ourselves that glimmer of goodness,
Only means it hurts that bit more when it all ends.
Bitter sweet this life we lead is,
When we finally stand at the brink we can only laugh
Laugh at the wasted life,
Laugh at the false accomplishments,
And cry tears of realisation,
Because we live in a hell,
So that the next step is that much sweeter.














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