I am.

I am the angry rain, cause and effect, killing the beautiful flower.
I am the abandoned building, all doors and windows boarded up, and not allowing a ray of sunshine in to erase my darkness.
I am the negativity of us all, stomping on the hearts of the weak, the hearts that were once filled with hope.
I am storm of betrayal, whispering words of treachery and hate into the ears of the innocent, creating more monsters.
I am the never ending road, I spiral and curve, twist and turn, break you down until you can no longer walk your own road, and you begin to walk others, sadly it's not the road for you.
I am the outcome of a broken heart, you can't change the inevitable and you know it's going to happen, but you do it anyway,
like every time before.

I am the world, consumed with materialistic items and the disease of vanity.

Poem by Rae-lee

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