Of the life we lost
The dead, the dying, the diseased
Forgotten by us
Just to make ourselves come home
Trying to reconcile
When our hands still shake
When our walls stand firm
Tell me, will we ever be connected?
Even beyond this world
How much have we catered to ourselves?
Twisting and crashing into life
Only for one day
It breaks or creates a future
But right now
I am too blind to see
A future made from disconnection

Small things made us content
Until growth took over our lives
Getting more turns into a bore
When we cannot take in
Small times
Remember the past days?
Every aspect of life felt
Like an unsolved mystery
But now we have grown
Complicit and trapped
In routines that we never liked
But if this is the future
Did we ever enjoy small things?
Were we born to toil in normality?
Maybe it's too early
But I have always been too late

Twisted unity
Communication
But the signal is glitching
Connection to tension
Attention to projection
What's good is mine
What's bad is yours
Doing chores
But the biggest one is yours
Injection of rejection
Need a vivisection
For the parasite you infected

Amok
A mock
Mocking our time
Principles of life
Shattered from the spine
Broken, battered
Gone from the divine
Tattered, scattered
Like a burnt vine

Profit for pain
No other way that we have seen
Systems that won't change
Because it benefits the insane
Draining out
Fields of corpses to sustain
An evil that was never tamed

Offering no chance for stability
Puppetered by the hands of nobility
Ceasing the acts that made us deceased
Oh, such a joyous thing
Blowing out candles
Just to keep our own
Such is the way back home
We are not admirable
Instead, we are just a fallacy

Adrift on the ocean sea
Wondering
If I will ever be?
Trapped and confined for safety
Are we living to carry out our dreams
Or because we have nowhere else to be?
All in time
Saved by pride
Falling down
Drowning
All alone with your feats