I see you suffering
and I don’t know what to say,
for you seem oblivious
to what’s driving you away from here,
to what you can’t bear
because you can’t feel it.
You cling to the hours
of a clock that doesn’t care for you,
that doesn’t wait for you,
that hurts you;
you look to the past, thinking
that’s where the problem lies,
when it’s the future
that terrifies you.
May 6
May 6, 2026 at 5:46 PM UTC
I see you suffering
and I don’t know what to say,
for you seem oblivious
to what’s driving you away from here,
to what you can’t bear
because you can’t feel it.
You cling to the hours
of a clock that doesn’t care for you,
that doesn’t wait for you,
that hurts you;
you look to the past, thinking
that’s where the problem lies,
when it’s the future
that terrifies you.
I think everything is going back to the way it was beforeeee
