Blank Spaces

I dont get attached to people cause they just end up leaving,
Its like a broken heart thats broke into tiny pieces.
You dont choose where or how they fall, But you can avoid the pain of them falling if you space out the fake pieces
Even the real pieces are broken inside.
This goes out to a friend of mine,
Treated them like they was nothing, Now i Know how they fallin.
They wanted to end themself (oh well)
Guess its not god callin'
They knew the loss they have taken or the love of the relationship that was faken
It was apparent They did not care.
Once you look them in the eyes, sometimes they stare.
Not just talking about Them.
But more or so of All.
Its kind of like a poem.
It can be truthful , fake, absurd or dark.
Just know if you look them in the eyes, sometimes they stare.
The darker the light is,
The fainter the God is.
Is that revelant, I'm not so sure of how it works but it happens.
At this point this is just gibberish, You can speak the languge or you can breath it.
You cannot understand it from my Point of view.
Sometimes i feel trapped inside like a dog inside of a cage.
And the sins inside me are starting to take over.
There is none?
Not just talking about Them.
More or so of All.
You make 1 mistake you fall.
The world is nothing but lies falling ontop of wooden plies.
The way the wood can be rotten or demolished in a blink of an eye.
The world is not yours you are not on top of the world.
The world is a planet in the solar system which keeps Humans alive.
Humans are weaker than me. Demons arent apart of me. Angels do not exist inside or around me.
I am the devil the god himself.
I am myself.