To Be…
it’s hard to feel like the world around me is real, I feel as if I’m fading into nothingness almost as if I don’t exist at all.
The air is an illusion, and the sky above me is a hallucination.
Breathe in , breathe out. To remind me that I’m still human. if it weren’t for my lungs , I wouldn’t believe I existed at all.
The mind is a powerful thing , people say : but if it were so powerful why would it crave its own demise? so many questions are left unanswered, future to be told still.
Hopefully the rest of the story unfolds as I sit here in my own damnation, my existence on earth. I wonder if there’s something greater than human kind, something more powerful and substantial than us.
From the looks of it, I see so no eternal bliss. We live our lives in fear everyday , that there is no god.
Nothing to save us from our own sins,nothing to save us from the ending of our lives here on earth.
And for that theory,
My brain capacity has no room left but then for the thoughts that we are dammed to an ending of mere desolation
