Dystopia

This world is cruel,

heartless and merciless

There is darkness in every corner

and blood stains the hands

of the innocent and the guilty

And we, with our dirty faces

and starving eyes

are the people of this deadly world

We walk over glass

with bloody feet,

leaving scarlet footprints upon

corpse and bone

We do not look back

We are the survivors of this world

This dystopia we refuse to accept

There's scars on our skin

and tears in our soul

But we have survived

In this cruel, beautiful world.