of the cycle are not fear, but hate. The overwhelming urge to rule the world
over those who have tried to silence us in the past but no more. The underlying desire to pull that trigger, to prove once and for
all that I am good enough. I can't think with my heart, otherwise that will get me killed. But my heart tells me to
stop, to fight back against these urges and break the cycle. But I cant. My inner darkness tells me to pick up the gun,
the anger inside me growing every moment. But what will that do.
The moment that trigger
is pulled is the moment my life goes
down under. The first few
moments are relief, satisfaction, and
the moment their heart stops, mine is soon
to follow. The cycle of violence
was created to power our
inner darkness and
strip away our humanity.
But those who go
against it, will soon
be swallowed into
the world's hate.