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This world is falling apart

We’re left without a guidance

We’re going adrift

Once clear

It all just became blurry

Uncertain of what will be

We’re going adrift

No one is ready to fall

Shall I choose me or you?

Will we go back

To the time

When the strong survives?

Will we find ourselves

Ready to murder?

Is there a way

For us all

To resist

And stand our ground?

Or will you find me

Ready to murder?

Forward

Gasping

Backward

You’re dead

Despair is growing

While I look for a way out

But the more I try, the more I’m stuck

Am I shaking? What am I afraid of?

Loneliness, my friend

I don’t recognize this sight

But the more I seek, the less I find

I am shaking. Please, stay with me