The Light & The Dark

The
      Light
               &
                 The
                       Dark

Bleakhaus by unixarcade

I understand the life that you live. Your life is a terrible thing to
waste. Control your temptation and you'll have lost yourself. Your
mind's in turmoil; what to do? Why are you wasting away for
something that is doing nothing for you? Can't you feel that some-
thing is wrong? Why do you not feel the way you did?
Help yourself before it is too late. Why do you like this pain?
Dying from the inside out. I can tell you're not the same. Why do
you try to hide this from me?
You're not around anymore you are with your joke. You're just as
bad as them. You hurt yourself to understand their pain. Be your-
self: does it hurt? I wish to understand who you've become. I don’t
know why you share these thoughts with me.
Find your life. Lose your pain. Lose what you don't need.
Understand the game. Become the king, not the pawn of another.
Play it well; find yourself true friends.

Living or Dead

Living or Dead

He walks down the street with a limp. He moans, and groans drool
dribbles down his chin. The black skinned people get on their knees
and pray to their mother goddess. His eyes are glassy. His skin
seems to droop off of his body. The people scream and shout yet he
seems to hear nothing. He turns to a dark alley mindlessly. He pulls
a glistening key from his pocket. The key is carefully placed in the
hole.
The body gently slides down the wall. Towards the concrete. He hits
the ground with a thud.
Now tell me the answer to this question.
Is this man? Well is he living or dead?