What power does a moment have? If it is forever trapped in time? I'm broken, I'm tired A snapshot burns, stuck in my mind
Mondays were never my favorite days mundane minutes go by under the dreary rain landscape A simple message can change it all What goes up is doomed to fall
Shots fired, what's going on? Screams tear out, as if they're the beat to a song A haunting melody drifting in out of dreams Breaking every human that's stuck on the scene
So close yet so far away A million texts coming through with every breath I take "A knife, they say" "A shooter has been spotted" "Bomb squad is on its way" Stabbings, slicing, bones in the fray Fevers pulsing, hearts convulsing, what has been seen?
- - - - - - - need to shut my brain off just so I can think - - - - - - -
Run! Oh where do I go? Stuck inside a movie theater as chaos rings out, steps away from home
Hide! Oh do I have the time? Each second feels like another lost life
Fight! But do I have the strength? This isn't a nightmare this is reality.
So yesterday there was a violent attack on the college campus that I study at. Thankfully, none of the victims' wounds are fatal; this is an attempt to categorize and verbalize my feelings towards the frightening event.