I'm breathing to the sound of my heartbeat.
A ringing in my ears that I can't ignore.
I'm breathing on the sound of running feet
And I cry with my eyes locked on my door.
I'm fine.
Aren't I?
I'm existing just so I can continue on. Somehow.
But there are thoughts in my brain I can't scratch.
Life continues to count the days down. Somehow.
But I'm still digging at the feelings in my chest.
I'm fine.
Aren't I?
People won't stop telling me to get
Out of my head.
That it doesn't matter what is brewing,
I'm safe in my bed.
Am I?
Am I?
I'm waiting for you to break and see
That people are dying
And it isn't just me.
The images burned into my mind won't dim.
My eyes search for faces in the news.
I'm ready to take my eyes and collect my sin.
While you keep pretending you never knew.
I'm not fine
Am I?
Distance means nothing to me
And people never meant anything to you.
You just want the silence
And I want some way to help,
Something to do.
Some way I'm not only
Watching them disappear
So soon.
We're not fine,
Are we?
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They used to be dragons.
A square with bodies laid reverently in a line.
I mourn the stories that will be lost in time.
We should remember them when they are alive.
We should have cared enough to draw a line.
We should have screamed.
Don't move past this, don't cross that sand!
These are lives crumbling away in your hands.
Those are people colouring your boots red.
What is left after you collected the dead
To pay your rent?