Dark emotions, battle scarred.
He walked in the shadows of death.
The broken one with eyes so hollow,
For justice and love he never had.
Cold bullets, a shattered heart.
The ones he loved most,
Were the ones he lost first.
Wounds that never got taken care of.
Hidden tears, a painful road.
Always pretending that life didn't hurt.
He lived in a delusional world,
And concealed the mess with cold words.
Burning light, deep within.
Found in the words of wisdom.
Everlasting love, heartwarming.
Shown by the sacrifice of another man's life.
All he had to do was open the door,
And dark emotions would fade into the light,
Cold bullets would be forgiven,
And hidden tears would find their way out.
