Train of thoughts

Pain in the glain, shoot with a bowl of grain.  
No one knows, what hides in the hard cold rain.  
All tied up tight, with heavy chains.  
Nothing, sadly is unfortunaly gain.  
 
In the dark room with nothingness, just full of screams.  
Feeling so much pain that wont heal with any cream.  
Thinking that its a just a horrible dream.  
One sees a delighted sparkling beam.  
 
Feeling so many emotions, but mostly hate.  
You see a giant sharped pointed gate.  
No one there to choose your fate.  
No time to think before its to late.  
 
Run,run dont look back.  
If you do, you'll fall on a deep crack.  
Then you shall have gore all over your fragile body.  
Which is not,no ones favorite hobby.  
So many ebony hearts.  
Just like bad farts.  
 
We live in a cruel world with so many beliefs.  
But with such few reliefs.  
Ah, such a weird and random ways to express ones feelings.  
Just like saying a fellow greeting.  
 
That how topsy tervy this world of our is.  
We should just love it the way it is, one way or another.  
Or might as well diss it....