You and Me

Loneliness is a friend, my own existence a mistake, a savior to do the ‘saving’ you ask? Those are fictional manifestations of humanity to help them feel as though a higher being from some plane can help them overcome the impossible when the reality is that there is no savior for the impossible. The only savior here is but yourself and even then, the inevitable failure of overcoming the impossible should already showcase this cruel and harsh reality.
I detest humanity simply because being different in their eyes does not coincide with their so-called systems and laws which only further serves that they are a species controlled by the very laws established by them, this just limits their future prospects and what could’ve or what might’ve. In the end, this path I walk, I hope to find the end tunnel, the light I so desire to perhaps change the direction of this aimless reality.
The hope perhaps is in the hands of another or even might not exist.