For many disturbing eyes creep among the lost but as I'm still fortunate to breathe I can still combine the empty with loss of ever knowing what is too never be, you will no longer scrap the visions of the past for your intellect without for once understanding the true value of misconception, you my blind individual have corrupted too many faces that are now buried beneath the ruble of confusion, you may now enter.

The final call of the unseen is now coming into focus, you may now coverup the spiritual of beings so that they may now descend into the darkness that they've created over the years, consider this my lonely one, are you available to witness the struggles that compel us to continue with such hate that all of our lives will soon be stolen while our eyes fill with tears.

As I stretch out my hand I would like for you too want too feel the abundance of happiness, and is there no reason that you should run away or may you be willing to change your perception of the world.

You are now allowed to be greeted by the Creator.

Written By: Christopher M. Schultz