Bewildered

The spirits that quietly hide behind intentions.

like the thoughts that rest above a mischievous grin.

Oh how we,

search for that first place feeling behind a heroic cover.

what can the world be arriving upon?

what are WE of the world being shaped for?

Dying slowly inside,
making it difficult to swallow future's pill.

The breaking points,
the normality of those DAMN breaking points!

Just like the night comes daily.

Darkness is natural,
Natural as the air that fills the chest.

overfilled causing unexpected explosions.

Moving fast through this lifetime.

So fast that dodging negativity is our first priority.
Rather than being on a search for positivity.

If the truth was ever told,
Negativity is addictive.

We're so indulged,
With infinite excuses of why we're locked in with no way out.