I Will Survive

Birds flying too low

from a bird’s eye view,

can you see them too?

The few,

the abused.
The broken the miserable
coming to you all on cue.

The lay of the land,

the eyes above the trees,

like tinfoil soldiers,

and the lions’ mane, the dandelion seeds.

The sandy waters of rivers with no name,

to you bastardous birds,

I guess life is just a game.

Omniscience must be a *****,

to see all this agony and become immune,

to the pain of others,
Even you above us apathetic,
I hope your soul can still be exhumed.

I hope you are not too far gone,

I think to say for all the shame and the horrific memories,

the clocks that mock […]

I haven’t been here in a while. Today is tough for some strange illogical and unknown reasons. I’m depressed today but I’m experienced enough to know that not every day will be like this. Just keep breathing and existing.