A Cynist's View

by Chinasa   Nov 19, 2015


Fame
Destructive Disguise.
Kills the soul.
Victims are Depressed, Suicidal.
Killer.

Famous.
Everyone's Idol.
Loved by All.
But After a Season,
You Fade.

Loneliness,
and Depression
Crawls in and Eats your Soul
'Til your World Crumbles, and,
You Die.

Mourned,
and Missed,
You're Remembered a while.
'Til Reality Kicks in, then,
You're Forgotten.

Up
From Hell You Gaze
And the Truth hits you -
No one Ever
Loved You.

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