Endless Abyss
Staring in the vast darkness of the endless abyss that I call my mind, I look for a single thought that screams out. One the screams for help or maybe just cries in fear. One that will make my lips move and voice be heard as chaose surounds my helpless physical being. Why is this world so exsorbed in such chaose that it doesn't even realize the torment on man kind it causes? Why do we sit idealing by as our world is torn into shamples? We destroy our own world until our own desturtion is breathing heavily down our backs. Are we seeking the end or too ignorent in ourselves that we end up cause our own demiss?
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