I'm always hoping without an ounce of it. I'm always in love with no waiting hearts. I beseech the Almighty without truly believing. I'm just a ghost. A sheet hanging to dry in a breeze flapping about alive like but just full of hot air.
I want to scream to the world at 3am and wake them all from dreams and complacency. Look out your windows and feel the flames licking at you. Don't cower. Fight. Save us!
You people hiding in crowds who think I don't care of your pain need to ******* tears and know I bleed the blood you do and die in your pain while I think of loved ones who will miss the mess I am and always was but hold your hand to the very end.
I'm invisible. I'm inevitable. I'll snake my way through the veins you hide with sleeves and excuses when you shoot. You'll disappear in crumbs left to pay your way to dust.