Have you ever had one of those times where you had no inspiration to write your stories... well I am going through one of those times, but I am hoping it will be short-lived. Everytime I write, it just doesnt come out anything like I want it... I just wanted to let you know that is why I havent been updating. Anyhoo this is a little poem I thought up...


Humanity:

A short existance before being hurled into nothingness.
A cruel fate to which no one can escape.
An endless cycle of pain, loneliness and despair.
A torture that no one should endure,
Yet everyone is a crucial part of.
Everyone is to be blamed.
Hatred. Sadness. Emptiness.
All left in a hallow shell.
Feelings of pleasure and joy forgotten to darkness.

Love is just a game, and no one makes the rules.
Everyone gets caught up in it,
Every player gets hurt.
No one is safe from this falsehood.
And the everlasting cycle continues...
It all climbs back to escalating emptiness.

Sometimes it feels that there is no such thing as happiness.
No such feelings as love, sympathy, and joy...
Why can everyone feel these things if they are not real?
Why cant I feel these things?
Just darkness.
Just hunger for attention.
Hunger for acceptance...
By anyone.
But not even I can accept It... Myself

I hide away in a magickal ball.
Sealed away from pain...
Consumed by my own lonelyness.
Absorbed by the very emptiness I hide from...
Taken under the wing of no one.
Not a single fucking person

Humanity?
It's just a story.
The true term for it would be Cruelty.
Savageness.... Brutality... Emptiness... Hatred....


Could you tell who was the writer? I'll have you guess... though I did have a specific specimen in mind as I wrote this, I realised after rereading it, that i could have really been from any of the three major characters.. Dib, Gaz, and Zim.... which do you think wrote it? :X