darkartfromthehart

All the strong must die, Fore all the darkness will rise, In all peoples lives, The darkness will rise.

It all comes back. The pain, the hate, the death. The memories of all that happened in those years. No one can compare. No one even tries to care. Everyone caught up in their own lives. When others suffer more. The hate that spreads. The deaths that occur. The pain not all people go through. But everyone can make a difference. Just no one realises it.