Inevitable fakness...

An epic tale was written
to memorize her death
but as everything in my world
even her death was fake

The two year sorrow
the suicidal activities
all in the name of her loss
were done in vain

This world is sick
I'm just an unlucky soul
a piece of wood
floating in a stormy sea
of this giant sickness

How can I stay away from the dark
it's the only thing that has never lied to me...