Should I write

When there was light, there was not lucidity

When there is none, a search is stupidity

My world on fire in anonymity,

Afraid of being shred into obscurity

One mind, one soul running through the eternal empty,

None enough to push forward, these tiny sparks in rarity

No love no hatred can salvage this brevity,

Stop to turn and glance at me not suitable for levity

The further I go, the stronger the gravity

Pulling down, my life is always just a brick away from depravity