What's left of this world? What's left of a place once filled with love and hope and beauty? Cities once risen up, have now turned to ashes. Ashes that indicate pain have turned to fire once more and our world will feel the pain of the flames. Why do we live in a world where love is now ripped out from under us, our very souls torn
apart by the hardships to hard to handle?
Why is it, when we are young we must learn to hide in fear of our world, instead of embrace it with open arms? We learn to hold our tongues instead of letting our hearts speak.
Why do our innocent feelings turn to twisted thoughts and wicked judgements?
We are corrupted! We are selfish! We are afraid! Held back by the idea of fear that someone else has put into our minds. What's left of a place crawling with hopeless evil! Nothing's left. Nothing.
