The way nature works the will nature has to keep itself alive is almost inspiring

[Surai]

Oh the sweet hollowed sounds of nectar flowing giving life to those most deserving. And those perceived. The intricacies of their wonderfully structure. Made to hold all of their babies and workers. To decide when they should move and build a new. Is it really going to take this long. Why does it feel so long. I hope it isn't too long. Do you also want it to be swift? They are veins and branches that scream for life. A jungle that is alive grabbing at whatever it can get it's bony hands on. To feed itself and out it comes from the other end, to feed itself again. When will it end? These pains that remind us so insisted. So pushing off the edge of a cliff. Imagine what a feeling that would be. It was never going to be easy was it. The world seems to have a mind of its own. And that mind is against mine. It shows me signs and words and actions through physical pain carving away at what's left. What's left. Ooh what can we do. But scream out for life. Till the sweet death rolls through the field taking us with it. Tearing and pulling whatever we thought up into the sky and we won't ever have to think again, to think. I think I've reached the end. Where it's just mocking and it's just mocking us. Ruining all we ever thought gave us a chance of life. And they took them too. Somehow took them too. I'm sorry for everything that's ever happened. I never though, I never thought it could get this bad. I never and just doze off, just doze off just doze oof into a dream that never ends. Where peace is seeping through.