I can feel my mind boiling.
Overcoming with thoughts of my past loved ones.
Trying so hard for everyone.
And forgetting the most essential self being.
The raw blisters of an emotional carcass rot as an open wound.
Again and again, done for others as you wish was done unto you.
The only one you ever had that put you before everyone else.
You stabbed, and threw them away.
Even as they are so close. They're far away; not to be as one anymore.
The extension of the small greatness in fact made you all the greatness.
The greatest challenge of a man is deciding.
Live within a world he has made for himself, or live within a world others have created for him.
In a controlled society do we ever truly live, or are we simply slaves to another madman's mind.
Is this a ******* joke, or is this reality.
The harsh reality of we are all just microorganisms in this ****** up universe of an insignificant
planet, but we were given the curse of thought, intelligence.
Is it Man's greatest blessing?
Or shall it be our greater curse we've ever manifested.