All we have, what's left for us
Has been buried under rust
Left suspended on a single plane
Who we are and where we've been
What we keep and hold within
Will we ever get to see again?
Will we always be trapped in
This endless slide of empathy?
How can we return to where we need to go?
This life is slow unfolding
As we will see
We're all the same after it all
All emotions seem to end
And we gave up trying
Now we are so slow and lethargic
Sluggish, asymmetrical
Will we ever dig ourselves out of this hole we've made
And find a place to die alone?
Grieve for we
Grieve for we
I know now that we are all damned
Should we just
Let ourselves stay still?