Isnt it amazing
To think of everything?

We breath the same oxygen as the wilderness
We drink the tears of the mountains
Provide carbon dioxide for the flowers
We feel
Happy
Sad
Mad
Its all so amazing
Isnt it?
The way we are star dust
Part of an amazing world
The amazing feeling of love?
The way we embrace
Cherish
Kiss

Although we destroy everthing
The flowers
The trees
The animals homes?
We knock down and carve out the mountains
We even destroy each other
We carve into our own skin
Just to escape the pain we feel
Phsyical pain is more enjoyable
Then the emotional pains
More enjoyable then the demons
In which whisper in the back of our minds

Why?
Why do we do this to everything?
Everything beautiful?

I hate it.