Dip your dreams in the slain blood society has poured <br />In the vampire streets of dying innocence, <br />Where hoodlums and whores practice gratuitous violence in the soulless city, <br />Where angels never existed and fallen roses from a lover’s bouquet <br />Have thorns sharper than razor blades <br />And mercilessly pierce <br />Everyone naively moving <br />To a destiny of eventual extinction; <br />Families perish beside Christmas trees <br />In perpetual fragility. <br />On the eve of disintegration, <br />Shattered ornaments <br />Rip into the flesh of unloved children <br />And empty stockings turn into a hangman’s noose, <br />Nightmares explode into hopeless minds <br />With blinding visions of fear, <br />Everything I hate is real, <br />And everything I love has disappeared.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/everything-i-love/
