History

Echoes in my mind of the past me who refuses to let lie. How long will you persist in haunting me wasn't it enough to watch you die? No tears are left for you who left me in an ocean of my bitter relization: This world is nothing. Humanity a mess of insects feasting on the corpse of the earth they think they can buy. Love for those with the constitution, greed abound in every solution. A perfect fix is just an illusion.