Sometimes loneliness is all this world
Has to feel anymore. Lately it's been
Rotting and decaying before the eyes
Of the billions of people who fill it.
Not only is the sky deteriorating
But the souls as well.
There are way too many broken hearts
To pick this world back up.
There is much chaos in which needs to
Be fixed and reborn.
This world, it has no savior.
This world has no humanity
Even though it is filled with humans themselves.
The brokenness that lies within
Each one of the worlds souls
Is impossible to bring back to life.