“Does it even matter?”
They ask themselves,
Hiding behind the night.
Ghoulish creatures nearby,
Devouring the streets,
Life becomes meat,
What glitters is maimed.
There is no future.
Illuminating the crimson,
Malevolence drowned by sun,
Indigo bleeds from the horizon,
Spikes across the sky,
Stakes penetrating hearts.
Yes, please,
Oh saviour return us,
Utopia where nothing changes.
You must go back,
There is nothing left.
But there’s nothing there,
It was all supposed to be here.
Live no more,
I belong to dreams.
“No, nothing ever mattered.”
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