Whoracle

Looking down on the seas of life I notice that I sit here alone on my rock,

Left alone to rot with my thoughts.

My thoughts of how you faded in to the waves,

Into the waves and forgot that I existed.

Here all alone on my rock I see that this world is beginning to die,

And with that death I see no sign of your so called salvation.

Your prophets seek not to help you,

They've only thought of themselves.

Your whoracle thrives on the attention of the masses,

That is all it loves.

Not you,

Not me, or anyone else.

Open your f*****g eyes,

This state of mind is merely a possession of your soul to sell its lies to the world.

Humanity  was doomed from the day of its creation,

And there's nothing that can save you.

I won't,

Not this time.

Goodbye.

 

Reviews

[Lil Guppy]

Wow! This had some deep deep emotion going on in here. I liked that in some ways it spoke the truth that some may not see in their life. :) Good write!