As moments of emotion

surpass reality.

We realize we’re all

just evaporated shells,

of our former selves;

come one come all to see...

Where sometimes life,

twists the fates.

Begrudgingly in forsake.

A cruel slice of entertainment,

for wandering eyes to awe.

Poor souls, begging for comfort.

In a world designed to see us fall...

It isn’t a pleasantry,

and certainly not a joke.

As our human counterparts

laugh and poke.

One persons dismay

is another’s intrigue.

One persons hope,

another’s disease...

-HMG