Victimized Poem by Andrew Long

I've been a victim,
For a long time.
Never realizing,
Nothing is sublime.
I've killed, I've screamed.
I've stabbed, I've dreamed.
I've smoked, I've drank,
I've made a problem,
Out of a prank.
There is a darker,
Far darker,
Side to this world.

There's nothing we can do,
About it.
Open your eyes,
To see the world.
Let the poison of reality,
Help you drift away.

I've crushed hoped,
Killed dreams.
I've brough hell,
To innocent lives.

I regret what I've dont,
And beg for the past.
The past before I realized,
What the world really is.
I long for the shielded comfort,
of the world's facade.