When you hit the bottom of the sea
You will realise
That time is an illusion
And love is a distraction
From reality that hits you hard and
Unfairness
Oppression
Selfishness
The society that we breathe in
Your skin so soft
Porcelain
Big brown eyes
When will I ever see those again?
You left without a trace
I dwell in your embrace
I was lost and you found me
I opened up and became a wild flower
Still searching for our souls
Who we are
Where we are going
Should we just drop everything
And travel the world?
Experiences over institutions
Memories over systematic learning
Living over claustrophobia
Why did you leave?
Let me grow and now you let me die