Enirroc

I can hear the voices, the people screaming truth, I can smell the blasphemy, Seeping from the broken youth. I can feel the judgement, the breaking of free will, I can sense the brainwash, cults bringing in the kill. Religion staining thought, war bleeding through the calm, violence controlling the nations, leaders dropping the nuclear bomb. Some say they fight for freedom, Some say they act for god, but where are the good aspects, that can cover up the fraud? Starvation rising in foreign lands, children fighting wars, threats raining down into society's hand, people ignoring the issue's core. Bad presidents who cannot lea

It's like I'm alone in this world, hiding from my fears, hiding from my dreams, and then reality sneaks up on me, mocking me, sounding it's overly real screams. Deafening hope's ears. Can't you hear me through the noise? Don't you hear my voice echoing out? the darkness is growing now, not much longer will I be able to shout. Stop this. Listen! Act upon the calls of stress! Please, can't anyone just hear me? And help me get out of this hell of a mess? I need someone, someone to care, someone to listen, someone to dare, take this aberration and shove it into the depth of this world's ass, Show it who's boss, because I can't, I