I see before me a path of emptiness and darkness
There is no joy since what little light that there was died
The one spark that made each step before
Was killed without rhyme, reason or care
Not by my hand
But by the hand of another
Therefore, without a look back to the past
I continue down this path
Any new light ignored and treated as if it is not there
Any scream heard after the path is told shall be ignored
Far too late for me to care
The truth of that destruction is all I care about at this point
Nothing else is there
Left behind again
Being left is all I am good for
I am nothing more than the means to an end
And I have accepted that
I know the truth
Once you've bowed
You leave the crowd
My heart has bowed
Let it leave the crowd with some amount
Of dignity
Spare me any words, thoughts or attempts
That will kill the dignity that I have left
