this also previewable on my world
Reality.
A vortex of pain.
Why do we take it?
An emotion that creates
The starting point at which
We spiral into a void of nothingness
From which suicide comes.
A release known
Only to those
Who want to escape
The agony of life.
Some believe living to be simple,
But its a tragic drama.
We act as characters in a play.
Stopping evey time to change masks.
Again I ask.
Why do we take it?
The answer is simple.
We are nothing but shells.
What is there to guard with?
Once more simple.
Nothing.
For this is the pain of Shadows.