extreme evolution

People evolve.
They update themselves each day.
They buy new, better clothes, shoes, they scrap their old ones, start again and so on.
You get older, you think more, you become cynical.
The world is losing you, no your losing it (world).
Everything changer but in a precise moment we are all amalgamations of the universe.

-When i was younger I'd never stop and think.
I thought everyone else did it for me, that am a vulgar boy and they are my priests of innocence.
That is not true.
Nobody , no one is ever going to care.
Everyone is in it for their cause.
Faith isn't here anymore.Am sick
I want to leave. No more.
Am not there.

Chapter 2.

He starts walking back to the car when notices (he) its quiet.
Not even the buzzer sound of a darkly bug.Nothing's here anymore.

"Where am I?"

Its an abyss, everything vanishes.
Its dark white and beneath yellow.
Its moving, its sand, thin yellow sand.
Sleeps.Lies Down.Dreaming (HE).

Its Light.Or day.
Am wearing clothes.Yellow, Blue, Weird.
I have a cross on my neck.
I can only think of such words a brilliant writer would only feed his cat.Great.
Am alone, there's a sun. He's orange.
I can only remember the bitter taste of tobacco.My mouth is dry.Could i have some water?

When suddenly, as you wouldn't know a man appears.
Owl eyes are dazing (mine).
Old perhaps, cant tell, scarred, wears brown, torn clothes.
He seems like sprites, rectangular at the beginning.
I focus.
I can see a beard. I cant breathe. I fall.
Last thing i lose is my sound.

[to be continued]