Chain of Continument

Ambition, simiar to beauty, it is in the eye of the beholder. Weakness comes slowly right after, fear brought on by such. Yet every night, every hour, every moment , it passes by. Drawn by it's deception, intrigued by it's hope, we're fools amoung those. Struggling to make ends meat, frazzled by the outcome of our actions, we calmly relize it had to be done. Growing immune to what has become of the huan race. Without acknowledgment, the routine is continued. The break in the cycle is never met to change such, but only add on more of a distraction, a disadvantage, to the soul. Awake from within and conquer such remedy, beforeit does so to you