There Will be War
Born to this world, Alone. Thrust into this fun celestial experiment by a sadistic child.. No one to truly call your own, no one to feel what you feel, see what you see, and get what you mean. And so must you leave the same way you came, Alone. A Scared little being in the vastness- you flail your arms in the hope of finding some semblance of likeliness to call your friend, your mother, your pet. And take up guns, and riddle the one in front of you to forget for s second how truly powerless and umimportant you are. A coward. You snatch the fruit from the trembling being, and Play God. While God...plays you.