You say impossibility, 

Is hindered by mortality,

But what happens when impossibility,

Becomes your reality? 

Twisted truths,

Minor flaws,

Mixed emotions,

And locked doors.

These fatal thoughts,

Won't leave my brain,

Help me please they're,

Driving me insane.

Lights make shadows,

Shadows need light,

So what makes you,

Prefer day to night?

For night has its own,

Creatures and life,

It's home to many,

And not all about strife. 

The wolves are hunters,

It's nature's way,

But what's nature now,

That humans have driven it away?

But the sad thing is,

It's not nature alone,

For humans would do,

Anything for the throne.

What happens when,

The world is gone,

When there's nothing left,

When the sun's outshone? 

We'll leave it wrecked,

Just bones and ashes,

Maybe then it can,

Recover from our angry lashes.