Future

by DarkLight   Dec 18, 2012


I find myself in a situation,
situation I cant distinguish
right from evil
death or life.
Nothing is there to make me wish to live,
the whole world is corrupted,
made to vanish to our evil ways
What then is there to live for?
Our fears?
fears of not ever living to our dreams?
No the fear of not connecting with the rest of your future,
that is how bad my situation is.

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