The rubble is cutting my hands to ribbons, and the dust is filling my lungs, trying to suffocate me in a slow, painful manner. Filling my body with what felt like concrete, making my joints and limbs heavy and stiff. My eyes are glass, and my eyelids sandpaper. Making it impossible to tell if keeping my eyes glued shut, or trying to peel them open and make the slow and painful blinks. But I was mo...

Garbage man

A king on his thrown

With nothing but broken pieces

And disassembled waste

Now that you have everything

And none of it is whole

Are you still glad that you remain?...

The end came in a fiery wave. A cacophonous chorus of screams, cries and terror. And it was over just as quickly leaving behind nothing but silence. No birds in the trees, no cicadas in the shrubbery and no annoying family to whinge and moan at you. There are so few of us left now and we are all strangers. Some of us were unlucky enough to be underground when they came. The tube, the stuffy underg...

Everything is nothing and nothing is everything.

He towers over the vast nothingness that seems to overtake the city, the country, the world, the universe. The ringing in the ears doesn’t seem to stop from the amount of gunshots and fatal screams he heard over the past seven days. He never imagined that the written fate in the holy book would actually happen, but even more he didn’t expect to sur...

I’m not too sure how I feel about this subject so yeah ...

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