My voice will not be repressed!
This messed up world is breaking
Everything I have worked for.
It is breaking up my heart,
The core of my existence…
My friends.
Because of the shit this world swims in
My best friend will leave my side!
The physicality of a friendship,
The warmth of a hug,
The presence of someone in this space
Will shift to an even further reality.
These so-called human beings are monsters!
They are slaughtering the souls of the good.
The greed and selfishness,
The lust and insincerity,
The labels and lies,
All are devices to destroy the beauty.
Human-kind discarded of
What makes up humanity
In the pursuit of material,
Of obliteration.
© A Furious Child
© A Furious Child
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