Self lost

Self lost, worlds collide,
Before it ends, tell me one thing,
Was it worth the ascend?
The depths are so low, so cold, so alone.
These feelings eat and devour the soul.
Emptiness remains, abandoned and drained,
Continue the journey young man.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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