The World is Cruel and Cold

The world is cruel and cold
Yet beautiful and bright
It is a constant cycle
We're being eaten up
And spat right out
With no room to cry or shout
There are some who hear voices
Everywhere is loud
Those who hear the silence
Can never drown it out
Struggling for the surface
The pressure is suffocating
And eventually they die out
No silence, no voice
There is nothing
A dark void

The world is cruel and cold
But the void is sheer nothingness
You're empty and alone