Darkness

A tear is shed in one room A deep sigh is heard in another A voice on the television babbles on Darkness is descending Its grip getting ever tighter And another cry for help is heard

Look

We look at the pretty people Imagine being part of their perfect universe Watch them amid the flashing of lights Dream of maybe becoming one If only our pain would disappear But it doesn't Ever

Addition

Sometimes addition results from adding At other times it comes from subtracting Either way the result is permanent So can be the effect