For you,
all the world.
I wish to bury you
when you die.
It's the least I could do
for all the insincerity
you put me through.

For you,
all the pain.
I wish to tear out
your uncaring heart
and feed it to the dogs.
Spoil them, control them
and turn them to hogs.

For you,
all the hatred.
I wish to laugh
in your face,
despite all the misery,
and the cruelties
that used to upset me.

For you,
all the joy.
I wish more than ever
to see you lie dead
at my feet, and I pray
that each minute around you
will be the last one I pay.

Once in a lifetime of tragedy and 
insanity lies the heart spurned and
cast away by cold winter nights. 
The livelyhood of hopes and dreams
lost forever in the deep abyss.
The echoing moans from departed
loved ones drift throughout the stale air.
The skeletal remains of what was
once called a man are all that remain
in this desolate abode. One single 
raindrop, or teardrop, appears from
the sky, falling down with the
grace of the ocean, long gone.
As it nears the cracked soil it slows
and then hovers, afraid to hit
the ground and die. Even this one
ounce of goodness is destined
to perish in the world created by
man. Yes, there used to be laughter
and smiles everywhere, but the
man-thing got greedy with his
powerful hand and despite all the 
efforts to get the thing banned, he
destroyed all the land, but it
did not go as planned. Look around
at your family, your children, your
friends. Now imagine them gone,
a hard fact to face. But worry not
for in your future you will not be
alone. You, indeed will be dead.
Long gone. This is the way it will
be in the world created by man.