Society as a whole.
Sleepless nights, thoughtless days; over and over we repeat our tragic deception, yet no one sees the anger. no one cares for the pain. no one fills the emptiness. A cruel darkness we live in, never knowing the truth. Never seeing what we were meant to see. Deception at it's finest. none of us can understand. The world only sees what its made to see, not what conflicts us, not what we are made of.
False smiles, impersonated happiness, a layer unbeknownst to the world taken as the eye sees fit.Love once known now fades away, and all that stays is the pain in the wake
Blatancy surpassed by ones eyes, seen as a shady figure when the truth is all too visible. Slowly fading, decaying in the corrosive judgement of society's tongue.
The living sarcophagus, an empty shell, a walking corpse. We simply gaze through the gates, glazed over, englufed with dues owed and memories so longed for. Judgement clouded..we surround ourselves with sex, drugs, amd alcohol, hastening already eminent death. We drown in a sea of inadequacy and self hate darkness closing in around us. Englufed in nothingness we wander. Grasping and stumbling desperately searching for what isn't there. The darkness becomes our safety, our home. Light in this cruel world unmasking the deception, depicting the hate. Alone we fight, never to be found. But earnestly searching nonetheless. Hopeless beings, meaningless lies. Hatred consumes us as we sink into the sea of society.
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