dreams with unavoidable deaths

when all i can do is wait for the moment i wake up,

hoping i don’t feel the feeling of being mutilated to bits.

children eating the rotting corpses of good for nothing adults,

good for nothing in this post apocalyptic world.

climbing the highest towers,

searching for signs, maybe we’ll be the lucky ones left alive.

but no sorrow, we can’t unsee the unavoidable fate.

viruses, man made ruins, things we alter within ourselves.

humanity has died off.

nothing left.

no time left to spend.

unless you’re crouching, hiding for dear life.

but what’s life when you know it’s all gone?

nothing left to hold on to.

no one left to talk to.

just waiting for the moment you get noticed,

dragged, soon to be corpse.

telling myself, it will only be a second more.

reminded, ‘somewhere else i am already gone.

this is just another dream i will soon wake up from.’

continuing into another dimension.

this breath is just another temporary momentum.