Forever in our hearts we carry the scars,
the scars of everything that has ever damaged us,
and of everything that has torn us apart,
and so, we rebuild anew,
and come with determination and rejuvenation,
to make all before us,
cower before our strengthened minds and hearts,
for nothing but experience has formed us,
and the weak who have belittled us,
will be left frightened in the dark,
and those of ignorance and spite and bitterness,
let it eat them all, for it is such a bitter pill to swallow,
but what good is compassion,
for they are without question of no morals,
and of no conscience at all,
and so, we will live our lives trying to battle on,
and bravely trying to rise above it all,
for only when they are dead will they be humbled,
and in the afterlife,
they will still have no conscience,
and I will for one, I will cry to tears at all.
