You are not alone in this world. Other planets orbit with you, stars suround you, and comets give you something to think that is pretty. But we are alone. Our world consists of darkness. We have no neighboring planets, no friendly stars, and absoulutaly nothing pretty. Our world is made up of pain, suffering, and lonelyness. No fond memories keep your mind from lossing it's self. Death is our only friend in a world that has fallen to complete Hell.
I walk the streets, for I have no home anymore. As I try to make my way down the streets, my knees grow weak and I collapse form the stench of death hanging thick in the air. I open my eyes as the only color I have ever seen in my life sinks back into memory. Red. The gray roads melt into the colorless sky as the dead bodies ,stacking up on the streets, decompose. Worms slid in and out of the eye less sockets, and deep red ran into the streets. A few had guns in their hands, others had axes and knives. They were all suicides. I envied them as I had wished this endless nightmare to be over time and time again. Hopes and wishes have no place in our world. I pick my self up and cintinue on down the road. As tears well up in my eyes, I sing a song for the specific ocasion.
"Happy Birthday t-t-to me. H-h-h-h-h-h-appy...." I broke down crying. The sky darkned as night befell our hell city. My world falls as I spend anether night alone in the streets.
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