Chaotic Sphere

By Shreyaa Shyam

Above this sphere, latitudes high,

I can't imagine the creatures that lie.

Take me with,

I'll bring my kit.

To learn your ways,

And forgot these days.

I'd never return,

Or even yearn,

For this world so ugly,

That destroys everything bubbly.

It's filled with hate,

Destruction its fate.

No one really comes around,

Until it really makes some sound.

Everyone just provoking,

The little left humanity choking.

Zero understanding,

Leaving everyone standing,

At the edge of an end,

With only themselves to depend.

It's better to leave,

I have nothing here to believe.

I repeat,

Take me with,

I'd really try to fit.

By Shreyaa Shyam