• This world is alone.
    The innocence is gone.
    The candle snuffed.
    The soul bled dry by ambition,
    and the driving will to find peace.
    There is no peace in self gain.
    But there’s even less in wanting the best for those you love.
    The heartless control everything.
    Are we all hollow inside?
    Or are humans as sturdy as they pretend..
    Will we ever become honest about the one thing we all feel?
    When will we come together and fix.
    The one gaping hole punched in our soul.
    In the shape of a heart.