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Internal Utopia

  It's a cold world, and the older and wiser that I become, the more I see, that evil is reigning supreme. Everyone is in search of validation, putting their hope in material things.

Phones screens have our eyes glued. Social media have our minds captive. TV screens have our hearts tainted.

Depression it growing at a rapid rate and anxiety is taking over. We're in the midst of the mayhem, fighting a war which seems will never be over.

Sometimes I see tragedies and wonder where has my sensitivity escape to.

We've become numb to the trauma, and that's a shame. The unimaginable keeps happening everyday and now it's hard to feel the pain.

It's hard to feel the pain. It's hard to feel the pain. It's hard to explain, but the shock and surprise no longer remains.

I swear this world has become heartless. I wish I had a spaceship, so I could dip.

I would dip until my memory was faded and my conscious was clear. I would fly so far away, that in my rearview the earth would no longer appear.

I would cruise alone, just me and my thoughts, entering inside an internal utopia.

I would soak up the much needed peace,  My fears would release, my faith would increase, and my eyes would reopen so that I  could clearly see, that there is hope in tomorrow.