Hello Nobody
I wonder if anyone reads this, or am I just shouting into a void?
If so, does this void consume my words like that of a animal, or does it process them?
What does it think of me?
...
I guess at the end of the day it doesn't matter.
My heart is a beast, and my dreams are its prey.
If the prey wishes to jump down the rabbit hole then I guess I have no choice but to fall down this hole with them.
For my beast is so hungry.