nights of laughter
inside jokes with you
swaying from the jealousy
one foot in front of the other
a subtle march
towards another dark night
maybe I sense the death
around the Earth
maybe I mourn for them
more than I do myself
I’m not trapped
I just feel bad
solutions just aren’t enough
it seems…
for those who go before their time
from senseless acts
I found the core
to the problem
it just takes more
this time
my time isn’t ending
it’s just beginning
seems slow to adjust
but where does one start?
I can’t ignore these prayers
and pain
I can’t handle it
at all…..
