Do you feel our pain?
Do you feel the hopelessness that we do,
Crushing in around us every day?

Do you stop and wonder what it’s like to live a life in a dying world?

Do you feel the pain?
It doesn’t hurt for us, not anymore.
It’s not pain, it’s just life.
It’s all we know.
We’ve known from the start, and we somehow find the strength to get up.

We get up.
Every.
Day.

We are forced to fight.
We see the faults in this world.
We love this terrible, wonderful place.
We were born here.
We will die here?

In the end, do we die?

It was one sentence
That I read.
It reduced me to tears

I wanted to scream
And laugh,
Because there is hope after all.

I forced you to go
You told me no
Still I said so
And now off you go.

No.

You wanted to
You said I love you
And our love was true
But now the door is painted blue.

You made me realize
How awful I was.
You helped me realize
That I could get better.
It was all you.

Before I wake up and forget
I want to say something.
I thought I saw you last night;
Last night in a dream.

But you’re gone, and I know it.
I’ll forget you soon enough.
It’s just hard, everyday,
Acting happy and full of love.

In my dream I realized something;
How amazing you truly were.
I should’ve kept you close
To keep the future I prefer.

But what’s done is done and now you’re gone.
It’s not supposed to be this sad.
But maybe in my dream tonight
I’ll see you again at last.

You wake up before morning,
A silhouette on your wall.
It’s us, and we’re searching
For someone who might fall.
We’re getting nearer, staying low;
You wonder what’s going on.
You look outside your window
But we’re gone.