Self Destruction vs. Mass Destruction

Good afternoon, the world has worries, pains and trials but your own mass destruction seems to rise above the crowd. Suffocating in a dark room beneath the earth’s soil where no one can hear or see your cries because at that time the only person that cares is you. The aftermath is where the rest of the world stops to stare at the corpse lying in the buried coffin to say their good-byes. What happened to the “friends” that said they’ll always be there? What happened to the “family” that always sticks together? Nevertheless, you are that friend, that family that’s always by their side. Through the hurt, the pain, their shoulder to cry on but you created your own devastation. Fix it you know how to do that for everyone else but yourself. Your focus is redirected to a place where you’re unfamiliar. Trying to be what you see instead of who you really are. A new battle has now begun but this one is a losing battle that should have never begun. So, what does that mean in the end? Nothing really, because there was no “Hello” there was only “Good-bye”. And you’re left to die with no one but at the hands of mass destruction created not by yourself but by the world that only shed a tear once you were buried beneath their feet. The world is crowded with struggle. There is no struggle greater than another but there is a bond between the struggles that creates a yield in life.