The world is dying.
But you’re dying faster.
So you don’t care.
Everything is crumbling.
You’ll be dust though,
when it ends.
Selfish. So selfish.
You want to fight the bad?
But you’re not ready
to touch the ugly.
Hatred. THIS is hatred.
Burn it all down.
Burn down the ashes too.
So that nothing may ever
arise from this wasteland
of your self-absorbed lies.
Be born. **** Die.
Revel in your gold-plated ruin
that has become this world.
Because if it glitters,
who cares if it’s hollow inside?
Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 12:06 PM UTC
The world is dying.
But you’re dying faster.
So you don’t care.
Everything is crumbling.
You’ll be dust though,
when it ends.
Selfish. So selfish.
You want to fight the bad?
But you’re not ready
to touch the ugly.
Hatred. THIS is hatred.
Burn it all down.
Burn down the ashes too.
So that nothing may ever
arise from this wasteland
of your self-absorbed lies.
Be born. **** Die.
Revel in your gold-plated ruin
that has become this world.
Because if it glitters,
who cares if it’s hollow inside?