longing to leave this cold,
dull world;
how the hate seeps out
from its very core.
is there any hope left for us?
for society?
i fear we will continue to spiral
downward into a lifeless abyss
that will kill us, slowly,
from the inside out.
are we the ones
corrupting this world?
or is the world corrupting us?
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Hidden Thoughts
PoetryJust a bunch of little poems that I've written. Hope you like them, and are able to be comforted by some of them, or atleast be able to relate. And just something that I want to let you know is that I tend to write when I am in low spirits, it was j...
