Outro

While being so caught Up in trying to out do Yourself and your previous work that it becomes almost like A self obsession, you forget About those closest to you And become inconsiderate of How what you're doing affects Them and makes them feel As you subconsciously destroy And burn everything around You without seeing nor caring about it in the moment, The after Math of it all is where the Remorse starts to surface As you look around at the World you've once loved ,seeing It torn, burned and full of the result of your chaos You ask yourself "What have I done?"