Thursday, April 2, 2015

Epiphany

And when it comes down to it
You realise
You really are alone

There is no help, no guiding light
The world
Is not your friend

There are only ghosts of love that linger
Empty promises
Shells of comforting words

The world is a selfish, selfish place
The sooner you know
The happier you will become

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