No More Blood Poem by Patrick Derilus

My existence is too much for my own to bare...
Trying to find more about myself I come to realize that I have yet to become
A better person..
To my future reference, I am the one to be alone until the end..
Having someone else on the bandwagon only makes it more difficult..
I am a corrupted one of a kind soul...
A soul that shall not pollute any beauty into a development of disaster...
Making life for this soul and every other, much more
Effortless.