The Tragedy of The Decay
I came with my darkness that does not fit inside me, I lost my light in this rotten society. I can no longer find it even if I search, Because all the lumens are under the ground. What do we need to live? A few words of love or irrational beliefs? We are trying to shelter in a slowly dying world, With people who accept to die slowly. The magnificent functioning of the universe, While cannot penetrate our functioning, Are we really a part of the universe? While our lives are our hell.