we have no mouth, but we must scream!

there is a sickness in this world.
and the sickness is in everyone of us.
the sickness is not traceable, nor feel-able (i hope this is a word) by the carrier.
but people around him can. but not people with the same sickness.

this sickness mines our soul and keeps us dead in the heart.
dead from our true vision and deaf to the sound of the earth.

we can have everything and we will never feel enough.
we will want more and nothing can stop us.
to us, nothing will stop us.

not even God.

we are blind, see we dont.
we are deaf, hear we dont.
we are tired, feel we dont.

we can be the king of the world and we would crave for more.
we can be the richest person in the world and still we would crave for more.
we can have the most advance gadget in the world and still we would crave for more.
we can have everything this world can give but still we would crave for more.

what do we suffer from?

but we dont care.
and we will get everything that this world has to offer.
everything.
EVERYTHING.
and when we have everything, then our soul will rest.
we will not stop.
we will never stop.
we will never care.
not our family.
not our relative.
not our friends.
not anyone.
because we are many.
we see us in everyone.
we are unstoppable.
we will get everything.
we will.
WE WILL.

and when we die, we will stil have everything.
or will not we?
will not we?

WE ARE DEAD.
WE ARE COLD.
WE ARE ALONE.
THERE IS STILL EVERYTHING.
AROUND US.
BUT IT IS EVERYTHING.
EVERYTHING THAT IS NOTHING.
AND WE WILL BURN.
WITH EVERYTHING.
WE ARE ALONE.
WE ARE COLD.
WE ARE DEAD.

WE ARE SCARED..
Please help us God..
please..
please..
please..
please..
God..