The veil covering your eyes,
turning light into shadow.
The burning in your mind,
churning nice thoughts into acid.
The uncontrollable visions of a darker day,
when all feel your sorrow, your pain.
Inside you hides a little boy or girl who wants to play-
but this child's been molested, and will just bite your leg.
In time all paths come into one,
and what you have coming, will surely come.
Those who are the beasts who feed upon your life,
will dine on fire, begging for a break, lying at your feet:
At the mercy of your whim.
Karma is your buddy, you will have your prize.
Fear not another day, all that's wrong will be right.
Smile for tomorrows deathly gate, you have paid your toll.
Pack a sack for the road, and let the speckles blur,
turn towards your destination and leave behind the roar.