Dark Passenger

Sitting on the floor while scouring the blood off his hands.  
 
The body he stabbed is rendered helpless, the blood flow  
becomes stagnant.
 
A natatorium surrounds the scenery.
 Left in shock because of the life changing moments that had occurred.
 Tears drip and reverberate onto the natatorium.
 
A life was lost and a new one was gained.
 He left a stain in those who remember.
 
Shadows now surround the corpse as it approaches its burial ground.
 He acted oblivious as if nothing had happened and attempts to congregate with the ones who had loved the fallen one.
 
He masks his remorse and refuses to release a tear.
 
He fades into the crowd, just becoming another face that is rarely recognized.
 
They'll never understand the token of stress that was brought upon him, while decimating another life.
 
He collides into the mother as she weeps away at her new found sorrow.
 "Who could do such a tragic thing?"
 He personifies false notions to her to comfort her loss.
 
His life becomes nothing more than a fragmented lie.
 Conjuring up new tales on a daily basis to cover up the demons that plague his inner core.

The truth shall not rise, as another day dies, the adrenaline rush provides the energy for him to strive.
 
 
 
 
Thanks for working on this with me Oblivionsparadox