How can the world be happy when I am sad?
How can the world be sad when I am happy?
The world moves along regardless,
It does not disregard, yet it chugs on to its own beat.
Movement,
Motion,
An unstoppable passage of time.
Writhing,
Dancing,
Struggling,
Cuddling,
The world doesn’t have a motive,
But it walks anyway.
It doesn’t have a reason,
But it thinks anyway.
I am of the world,
But the world is not of me.
It doesn’t need to care,
But so much in it does care.
Where is the worth in what is worthless?
One’s man trash is another man’s treasure.
Because the world doesn’t care.
It doesn’t care if you’re scared,
It will keep moving.
You need to catch up.
It doesn’t stop, even though you are blindly flailing in the dark.
The world doesn’t leave you behind,
It carries you forward,
Whether you want to go or not.
You need to continue.
Because nothing will let you simply stop.
It keeps going.
-2018