The busy roads, they roar and hum, A constant buzz that never seems to come undone, A symphony of engines and car horns, The chaos of traffic that twists and turns. Amidst the honking and screeching of

A street junkie, lost and alone His mind consumed by drugs unknown His eyes once bright, now dull and glazed His hopes and dreams, now all erased His life a puzzle, shattered and broken His heart, an ember

After Intense self indoctrination from countless youtube video's predicting the end of the world and major global catastrophe I have succumbed to the life of a 'prepper' and have completed my 'Urban Evac'