Go home and love your family
A Warning Against the World’s Cold Embrace
Go home and love your family,
For the world outside is cold
Vampires in suits,
With smiles that never reach their eyes,
Waiting to devour your dreams.
They'll pull you into the grind,
Squeeze you dry,
Until you're just another number,
Another statistic lost in their system.
They'll whisper of success,
But at what cost?
Go home, love your family,
Before you lose yourself in the chase,
For the clock never stops ticking,
And your worth is more than a title or pay.
Hold close to those who know your heart.
In a world the thrives on blood,
Be the one who feeds on love.
About the Creator
Tallgirl
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