I've been on Earth for 5150 days
And I've come to the conclusion that
people are sick
We have stolen for only ourselves
We have killed without thinking twice
We have persecuted for thrills
We have taken advantage for satisfaction
We have tortured for revenge
We have blown up because of one man's instruction
We have terminated species for space
We have disrespected for payback
We have decimated for attention
We have walked out to lead a childless life
We have betrayed for fictional assurances
We have destroyed planets for Jordan's and KD's
We have airbourned sicknesses to control the population
It's what we're best at.
No one alive cannot check something off of this list
No matter how good our intentions are in this moment
We have humanized ourselves
I don't want to be humanized
I want to change
These are just some things that we humans have done by our natural, sadistic nature. I'm sorry.
I cant sleep
my brain is too
just hit my second decade
will it be my last?
are the questions
I ask in uni
worth the breath
I waste on it?
the papers I write,
the presentations I complete,
is anything worth it?
no one knows
I saw you in the underworld when the earth collapsed
The incendiary skies burned bright;
And I saw you beneath its scorching glare
Standing by the banks of the river Styx
Your supple skin marred and stained
By soot and mud from below your feet
I know not where you got them
I called your name
But you did not hear me
You did not listen
Simply stared off into the distance
Body glowing, body burning
World glowing, world burning
(I never saw you again)
you slipped and slipped from my fingers
until i could no longer feel yours
and the earth devoured you,
ate you whole
you left me alone as the ground rippled and cracked beneath me
you left me alone as the waters grabbed my ankles and pulled me down
you left me alone as death came like raging ocean waves
like an explosion so spontaneous
i never had the time to open my mouth
to scream your name
you left me alone.
i don't want to die, not yet at least
but the world is eating itself from the inside
and i feel your fingers slipping away from my grasp
the dogs are barking, their howls resonating in my head
bouncing off the walls of my subconscious
like sirens, a sign
a sign of the end of times
one that all should know of
when the waters begin to swallow nations whole
when the fires begin to devour the earth
when the earth freezes over and shatters, drifting across the solar system
when the earth burns to nothing but ash—
—"but i don't want to die"
i'll take what you said to the grave
even if its the last thing i'll ever hold on to.
I have a secret stash,
A tool box and an escape plan.
I can blend into a crowd,
Keep extra light bulbs
And a can of gasoline, a roll of tape.
There are no dull knives in the cutlery,
All the coats are on hangers,
Just in case of the drill.
When the air temp drops
I feel a hand grap my ankle.
The chance of headless horses
Clopping on asphalt afire is unlikely,
There'll be no open graves or walking dead.
The sun could blacken;
But certainly, no voice will proclaim,
In whom I am well-pleased.
It took ten thousand years
To fashion a bone hammer,
And when I passed it
I kicked it aside.
to ponder anymore.
The time for action is nigh!
move forward regardless of
with the world.
Sickened by petty problems and pitiful personalities.
maybe the wheels of time
Will march in our favour.
If we're lucky
Even nature could decide to join our crusade
And we might surface triumphant!
Whatever you do,
Promise to keep walking
while in this,
Our deep illusory self made hell
Stopping my mind from pondering what's wrong with everything.
Letting optimism surface
— The End —