• Vast
    expanding
    full of life
    boisterous
    Happy
    Growing
    Giving unto all who need
    loud
    Decaying
    losing
    feeble
    remnants of what it used to be
    depressed
    angry
    unable to feel anything
    cant give be cause all is gone
    people start as hopeful beings
    but the world quickly shaves it away
    we become hollow
    filling everyone around us with
    empty hopes
    empty feelings
    that they think are real
    but we know better
    we didnt have any meaning behind them
    just to make others feel better
    while we sit and decay
    become bitter
    hate ourselves
    others are uplifted
    because our words made things a little less bleak
    and dismal
    but we know better
    we know it isn't
    we know everything we though only years ago is a lie.
    the world is not rainbows and opportunities
    it is a dark cave
    with a contricting grip on our throats
    cutting off our oxygen