Dark Dead

Sufferings offered me a whole lot of herself In the hope that I regret my past, And get breaking my head.
Hope was once my best friend, Whom I thought would never leave my side And walk along with me in all dread.
Affection tapped on my shoulders And cradled me like an infant But left me soon as I no more was a child.
Love crept into my backyard of barren land, And I soon closed the gates for her to not leave. But yet she flew away like a nightmare.
War took birth like a forest fire Slowly engulfing and ruining both worlds, And making us forget our respectful language.
Life was to stay with me. Now and forever.
Not everything is fair in love and war. Only life chooses to live with a good or bad fate.