Numbers

One is for the fallen,

Two is for the union,

Three is for the girl without a future.

Four is for the past,

Five is for the pain,

Six is so you can remember that fateful day.

Seven for the heart,

Eight for the ’guise,

Nine is for the hope that's lost in her eyes.

Ten for the law,

Eleven for the friends,

Twelve is for the creatures, she wishes

she was instead.

Thirteen for the luck,

Fourteen for the mind,

Fifteen is for the time, wasted on lies.

Sixteen for the promise,

Seventeen for the secrets,

Eighteen is for the boy whom she forgot.

Nineteen for the game,

Twenty for the king,

Twenty-one is for the time of our lives.

Twenty-two for dead,

Twenty-three for the living,

Twenty-four is for the souls stuck in limbo.

Twenty-five for the darkness,

Twenty-six for the light,

Twenty-seven is for the void with

neither black nor white.

Twenty-eight for the truths,

Twenty-nine for the lies,

Thirty is for the seconds it took to realize.

Thirty-one for the walls,

Thirty-two for the silence,

Thirty-three is for the lonely twin

whose love is timeless.

Thirty-four for the characters,

Thirty-five for the puppets,

Thirty-six for the author who lost control.

Thirty-seven for the wounded,

Thirty-eight for the lost,

Thirty-nine, is for the ones who will never grow up.

Forty for the monsters,

Forty-one for the rage,

Forty-two is for the caged.

Forty-three for the senile,

Forty-four for the sane,

Forty-five is for the destiny carved in stone.

Forty-six for the pleasure,

Forty-seven for the deceit,

Forty-eight is for the emptiness around us.

Forty-nine for the running, Fifty for the ages,

Fifty-one is for the old who survived the days.

Fifty-two for the knife,

Fifty-three for the razor,

Fifty-four is for the scissors that work

just as well.

Fifty-five for the savior,

Fifty-six for the blamed,

Fifty-seven is just so you can remember their names.

Fifty-eight for the last,

Fifty-nine for the breath,

Sixty is for the minute it took to make a martyr out of the ordinary.