Mistakes are made,
in the world.
And we live through the plight,
the life that is empty,
basking in a charade.
Losing hope, esteem and fear,
for now we are queer,
as we have followed a pretext,
never meant to be followed.
Through the crisis we face,
silence of several days,
open to the world of darkness,
suffering an empty fate.
-APOPHIS