the emptiness of passion
Hunkered down we are nothing but machines
that eat and drink and wait
for our old lives to return.
And people are dying every day
but we don't know them, so it feels distant
Remember when we were kids
and the ground was hot lava
again as adults, the streets and doors and debit card keypads
are hot lava
We wish we had all the things we took for granted
but I was wasting my life
well before it was stripped from me
I read a message today
from ten years ago
from I girl I thought I was in love with
about how I thought things were finally changing for me
My whole life felt like an opportunity
and when I closed the chat window
I felt embarrassed
and empty
I was a mess
a sad, awkward mess
that nobody could get close to
The universe is accelerating apart and every moment we get further from each other
faster than the speed of causality
soon we won't see each other
as our light shifts red and out of existence
permanently
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment