Surviving ; not living.
This is the new world.

Losses and pain
We’re all stuck in the whorl.

Our world’s a little smaller now
Survivor population , as we call

But at least we are connected
With this one messy thread of a world.

So don’t you suffer alone
We all have someone, for whom we mourn.

Speak and scream and talk and cry
Just don’t keep it in
Or you’ll die inside.

Everything seems unreal today
Uncertainty being the most certain

But don’t let it go in your head
Because one day we will dream again

Its okay to be mad
Its okay to be hurt

Embrace what you feel
Even the deepest of wounds heal.