• I wish there was an eraser,
    one that took away all your fears.
    One that could erase all my scars,
    and the thoughts that torment my mind.

    I wish there was a light,
    that could wash away all the dark.
    One that would always comfort you,
    and would never flicker out.

    I wish there was a feeling,
    one that's impossible to describe.
    It makes you feel beautiful,
    yet also makes you insane again.

    I wish there was a day,
    where no blood would be shed.
    And where we could all just join together,
    and remember the things we've lost.

    I wish there was no judgment,
    for maybe then we'd all be different.
    And we wouldn't lose that feeling we had,
    when we were children again.

    I wish there was an eraser,
    that could take it all away.
    If such a thing existed,
    I think I would call it...
    Death.