I have no more
Spirit snuffed when I wasn’t looking
Everyone erased
Lacking in all and unsatisfied
Wandering through the haze
Just breathing and seeing
Interacting with the game
Trying to step cautiously
But not really caring to be tactful
Losing
Gaining some self but nothing to put it in
Lazy
Constantly running about and providing
So tired
Wanting to do everything I can
Blood on my hands – it’s mine
Where is it coming from?
How do I fix it?
Kept in memory, but not in time
All say such wondrous things
None are here to say it
All vindictive to each other
I am wrong for calling it out
Why play these games?
Why leave those you say you care for behind?
Just breathing and seeing
Reminded of when we all thought differently
Remember when we all agreed
No one really must have
I have no more
Everyone erased
Losing
Lazy
Tired
Breathing
Alive
Wow.....all I can say is Agreed.