The Fabric of Life

Screaming from the inside,

Shouting vehemently to the masses

Refusing to succumb to the vile indifference

Of venomous souls spiraling aimlessly towards oblivion

Intertwined with my own,

 

What Good am I amidst these foes,

These enemies of compassion

That seek to destroy for the sake of destruction

Stabbing, ripping, and tearing,

At the fabric that was sewn into life itself.

 

I strain to catch the leftover pieces,

Of the blanket that once formed humanity

Watching it crumbling and falling through my fingers,

Like sand exchanged from one hand to the other

Desperately clinging to whatever remains of love.

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[iamshadowine]

a great use of words! wonderful write! keep writing :D