i can hear them at night
and i can see them in the morning
when the sun struggles to the sky
and it’s rays flicker and dip lower than i’ve ever seen them
everything is so tired
they’re crying and they’re hungry and cold and
lost they are so lost
and they’re everywhere
burning out
there is so much regret
and i think i am the last person
who still remembers how it felt
to love the smell of the ocean
and the feel of a book coming to life in your hands
this is so wrong
right now, this moment, is the only real thing anymore i think
but i wish it wasn’t
because these people are living off their last hope for humanity
and humanity is taking its last breath
and this cannot be real
and this pain this pain this pain cannot exist
but it is
and it does
i think.
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 4:20 PM UTC
i can hear them at night
and i can see them in the morning
when the sun struggles to the sky
and it’s rays flicker and dip lower than i’ve ever seen them
everything is so tired
they’re crying and they’re hungry and cold and
lost they are so lost
and they’re everywhere
burning out
there is so much regret
and i think i am the last person
who still remembers how it felt
to love the smell of the ocean
and the feel of a book coming to life in your hands
this is so wrong
right now, this moment, is the only real thing anymore i think
but i wish it wasn’t
because these people are living off their last hope for humanity
and humanity is taking its last breath
and this cannot be real
and this pain this pain this pain cannot exist
but it is
and it does
i think.
