Bullied-R-Us

Blood of the commons splashes the streets The King of Regret is all but Light He, the Dark King, who travels around Causing pain, causing suffering, causing sadness around None are his friends who have banished his soul None are the commons his family's delight He is the punished for many wrong deeds that he alone can only just foresee The King of Regret lashes out of his hole He's a dangerous lord to all that he homes All he can feel is the regret that he owns For all of the people that he just lets down

You cry yourself to sleep at night thinking that no one will ever notice You wish you were more than this broken child, this broken person inside when yet you’ve overcome so much pain inside; There’s no running away from a broken childhood no matter how adult you have been made and become; I too am broken, so shattered inside My resilience has gotten me so far in this life I grew up with a flaming beast of a mother whose actions shall forever leave me scarred; I grew up in a world with a bunch of thrown stones from children whose wish was my very death; My family stood by and made the pain worse, but my resilience comes from the i

Don't show your fear, don't shed a tear; Hide the pain and the horrible past; How much longer is this going to last? The fake love and joy I thought I could feel, it's only a matter of time before it will never heal; I'm just an illusion, not even real, a legend that hopes to be non-surreal; I'm a freak with no pride; My life of liberty did me nothing, just lied; They mock this frowning mask, oh, you need only ask; A beast like me hasn't many secrets when the world claims we animals are such easy prey "Why don't you just die and do us all a favor!" Their words sting with what I've become, there's not a way for it to be undone; Is this liberty

I hide all alone          From a world that does not care, From the many memories about a bad past,          The hands that strangled me every night, The stones that tore my skin apart everyday; The world is cruel to all that it owns,          It's a place of everlasting pain and anxiety Which remains in the back of one's mind          Where tears are just lost or ignored Until memories overfill the glass          And pour into my resting mind Where all of the past is its own horrific reality          That causes a deep insanity; One so intense that all emotion is turned to illusion,          One where the only hope is lost forever;