The Massacre of The fake People

Preface:

it is really hard to live in a world where people are judged daily and classified according to their color or ethnic background.Yet, people have grown faker than ever saying things which are the opposite of what they really feel.Watching you hurt and soar and having pleasure in that.This might be the last of the poems under the title : "Sonnets of Darkness", yet i wont give up writing.

The miles keep rolling

Leaving memory bridges burning

Flames reaching the sky

Waving to the angels good bye

Friendship has gotten out of hand

For betrayal i could no more withstand

All those people with their fake sympathy

Displaying unwanted empathy

When it was my turn to soar

On my wounds they spat.More

Than once the tore

This voulnrable part

And pain occupied every site

In my burning heart

Fake people always around us

With those sweat slimy words

Just like a snake

SO fake so fake!

With your secret

Beware of those you intrust

For your friendship is worthless as dust

Those voices in my head

Telling me to stop cryin

" Open a black hole and,

Throw all the memories behind".

The tormenting memories remain

Yet wisdom is all what we gain

Lies come in beautiful packages

Dragging us into eternal cages

Of pain and suffering

Yet, You can't stop wishing

To wash away the past

Yet our memory space is so vast

When it comes to the pain we endure

By the GODs i will have revenge for sure

I'll burn them alive with matches

And preserve for eternity their ashes

Life is made out of flames

And pain is always what remains

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