Pointless Eyes Poem by Lucas Vincent Desmond

Enjoy the walkway of time
We are on the prolonged fall down
Die before you let It bring you down
As the years are long
Your dreams may be short and triumphant

On the darkest day, another still follows
In the Falling Night, Day will arise
As pain throbs Wounds will heal
When agony strikes Hearts will mend
As Rains roll over, the suns rays strike
When rivers run Rampant soil still remains
Better days will always come through time

Pull in your lost soul from spoil
Learn from the many which you pass, fall
Don’t follow the taken path to where we give up
Stand strong
Stand tall
See what is in reach

Its all ways said, circumstance is to hard to change
In all that you here, circumstance is circumstance
In your Circumstance comes choice
Choice to Perish or prevail as its not this world
I am Changing it’s the life I lead which I can change

With all the distaste people exude
With all the rage in which they influence

It must be thought Pointless eyes have a distaste for life