The day we looked back

Running foreword, back, around, by, near, nowhere, to, from here, then there, infinitely. Why we looked back, I have no answer, there were none then, never. We danced a graceful blind dance with lies as our partners, following aimlessly through a cloud of yellow green haze. As they ripped away the blindfold we gazed dumbfounded at what we had created. The world looked down at the steaming magma that heated our skulls, burst, our hope. Nothing. The truth crushed us all with the force of a wooly mammoth, dismembering our souls one bone shattering piece at a time.