The World Is Not a Safe Place To Live In

The air I breathe is polluted with sins. This is my world where men become monsters as they start to kill my home that I’m trying to build. The fire eats the forest, slowly degenerates, the lungs of the earth. Many live in greed and will live for what is not worth. It’s evil and deceiving, Like an unexpected trap. Their brains become ruthless as they start to think not a human like. Everything is worthless and such I believe, “Life has no meaning if I’m drunk of my sins.” This is the world where lives are taken as easy as pulling the trigger. Behind the modernism is a fake progress that I called skeptical illusion. I’m alive and weary! I’m afraid to look what the future looks like? I might drown one of these days or may be fueled in fire. LeiStrauss2019