A few hours ago
I went into seclue
While thinking about the past
I tamper into future
Through my imagination
Have gotten many questions to ask
Hidden behind my thoughts
What's has gone wrong
Within the centuries
Our faith still stands like theirs
Not like wise our mystery
We have all choosen
The fast lane
No ones cares about each other anymore
We turn our journey into race
We pursue one another on top of ego
We act bloody not boldy
World haven't changed
While we have
We serve our hatred
We digest our agony
We split out beast in us
Every station of my imagination
Becomes a mythr
I feel trembling as I tap out
I can see the crack around the world
World is sinking down the lane
What will happen hereafter
Collapse or vanished is unknown







© haremite