Nothing but Pain

The smarter we are, the greedier we become.

Spreading our seeds while this world bleeds.

Maybe we never were planned to be more than specks of dust floating around.

Maybe we never were supposed to leave the oceans from where we were born.

Anoxia and impacts, mass events of departure.

A plague infecting the Earth with our sick laments.

Maybe we never were planned to be more than specks of dust floating around.

Maybe we never were supposed to leave the oceans from where we were born.

We can’t pray to our deity,

It won’t come to save us now.

End is so near, so repent you sinner.

Black will come… cry out and do it loud.

Nothing. Nothing but pain remaining for us in this life.

Nothing. Nothing but death will be there waiting for us.

Nothing....