Shatter.
That’s the mood of the day.
Everything and everyone is shattering.
Shattering or shattered once past.
The heart, the mind, the soul- shattered.
Struck by lightning, blind to life.
F*** the world that pleasantly smiles upon you.
F*** the passer-byers who ignore your shattered being.
They will feel it too someday.

They will shatter too someday.


They will curse your existence as you do now.
One day the whole fragile world will shatter.

Glittering, glinting, glossy glass.


Beautiful, yet painful.



Deadly when swallowed.
That’s reality. Deadly when swallowed.
What in the honest-to-god point is reality?
Reality is only real to those who have shattered.
Those who have shattered once and for all.

Unfixable. Unbelieving. Unreal.
Humpty Dumpty shot down from his wall.

That is reality in the world.
Soulless, mindless, heartless, shattered beings.
They are who will break the world.

They are who will bring hell to earth.


They are who will shoot and shatter.



They are our reality.