The ink you can not see

I am tired and empty, day by day i realize i love no one,each movement i think about doing or do as a reward in the end.
The word "Parasite" "leech" echo within the walls of my mind in response i try to point the finger to someone, i can't blame god the man is to busy, plus i don't believe in it,
Funny thing you free yourself from the mental slavery religion is and you just feel the weigth of all your actions. You realize there is no bigger man than you, nothing diviner then yourself. your perspetive of this world is another world that inabithats inside you its manifestations are throw to the main world in the form of feelings.

Feelings the fuel of ideas and actions. Same actions that shape the world