Words Of The Heart

A Disillusioned Existence

Humanity...we are but a drop of existence in an ocean of time. A blip of destruction & death, slowly eating away at the planet until there is nothing left. There exists a wish that humanity is wiped from the planet, as we are nothing but a plague.

We pretend as though we care about the suffering and deaths of others within our species. But most acts of caring are nothing but ruses to garner attention from others, "look at me, look at how caring I am", "look at what a great person I am". Its not about those who suffer... It never truly is.
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One day there will be no left to read our words. No one left to care about humanity and its failings. No one to know the thoughts of an expired human, he who matters not as he rots, nor does he matter whilst his mind still functioned.

The people in his life, he mattered to them, as they mattered to him. Everything he said, thought or did, it mattered. But some days he wished that didn't, so that he could flicker from existence, as the flame flickers from the wick.

He was he only inhibitor of his hopes and dreams. The more he thought about he world, and this life, the more he became disillusioned with his own existence and be existence of humanity.