{"sf1_id":605270,"sf2_id":"bebX3gbn","title":"The Price of Life","author":"Silverwolf74","words":132,"posted_at":"2013-10-22T00:46:00.000Z","tags":["Depression","Hate","Sad"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/605270-the-price-of-life","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/bebX3gbn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/92/38/92389f0c-65b4-4cce-844f-ea8ca961a0c6","description":"#2 of poem\n\nThe soul that resides within this form.","content":"The price for living in this world is pain and sorrow.  \nEtched into your very being by those around you.\n\nThey may say that they care for you, but it is all lies.  \nSpeaking to you in caring voices, and yet full of hate.\n\nThey may say lean on me if you need to cry.  \nBut what if it was you who caused me pain.\n\nThe darkness in this world so black and cruel.  \nNo escape for any souls that get trapped within\n\nYour legs burning as you run with all your might.  \nAs my soul seeks out the last rays of light\n\nThen you realize it is of no use.  \nYour will die here without any hope of escape.\n\nCursed to live in this world.  \nThat is reality, that is life.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"poem","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/589122-hidden-scales.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/682157-how-it-will-always-be.json"}}