What do you think of this thing that I wrote?

Let me take you to a place of nonexistence. Traveling between dimensions to an alternate universe where you can see things through the thin veil of aqua coloured eyes. My world unfurled before you: Sharp and tinged with doses of colour, singed and faded with black around the edges. Deserted corridors rapidly sprigged with hordes of people, writhing round conspiringly. Translucent misery concealed with adhesive happiness, dispersing into the eyes of the mindless people, who hurl false accusations and paltry words that travel aimlessly through the air and pierce my skin like diminutive shards of gl. Their lack of construity hing my heart. See the pathetic excuse for the world, as it crumbles and shakes with the momentum of people mourning utterly in grief. The slides of darkness meander darkly through the air and consume the cries of misery that come together and drift upward. My rueful world as it is, completely devoid of the peace, love, and tranquility that seals the minds of pervasive people. Happiness hangs lifelessly in the air, slowly churning in the darkness and fading into nothingness. My colorful world slowly retreating to blackness...again.