Division.
A weapon of mass destruction.
Entertainment for those who knock over the Golden Chalice.
The only way they can have our number.
And,
We fall for it,
Every time.
Why should I ever join in on a fight,
Preventing infinite love from manifesting in a world where everything dies?
Nowadays,
I’m way too exhausted from getting caught in crossfire.
All I want is to be one with God and strip myself from needless desires,
Convincing me to keep distance from human connection we can’t live without as,
We’re hanging on an edge in need of a hand saving us from drowning.
But,
Like life,
Eventually everything sinks.
Can’t help,
But,
To think that humanity is on the brink…
Titanic Nightz – Day 123, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
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