My Shadow

My Shadow

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Oct 26, 2015
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Poetry
The constant nagging in my mind is like a hand gripping my shoulder. The hand grows in weight and influence as it grows bigger and bigger, darker and darker, harder and harder to lug around...
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You know what? No one wants to admit it, but we're all running out of room. People are blind. We're too many. Every year, more of us pile onto this rotting planet. Bodies, faces, minds pushing, shoving, breathing, eating, consuming. But what are we really? Resources. And guess what? Resources expire. We can't just keep packing in more and more. People are already useless. We've been useless for a long time, and yet we're allowed to walk around, pretending we matter. Pretending we aren't just feeding into this endless cycle of death.

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