Nowhere

Sometimes we find ourselves nowhere in particular. Consumed with a kind of empty dread, a numbing feeling of not belonging anywhere and of not knowing where we fit in. It's hard to live in a world that is falling apart and do nothing. The world feels like it's dying, society on the edge of collapse, collective trauma's unaddressed or buried beneath bullshit. And yet in the end all we can do is live our lives and often times we can't even find the strength to do that properly.

Nowhere

Don't think that I've forgotten

I don't think I could ever fall apart

In such a spectacular fashion

Without your help again

Can you find the will?

To help me build this machine

These clockwork trees

To blot out the sun

Absorb all the hope

Until we're all undone

Unraveling each delicate thread

Each threat traced back

To these shrouded beginnings

Underneath this self-same organism

A tour de force - alive and well

Breathing in the dark

Haunted by this, responsibility

The weight of the world

Fix this or be damned forever

And no one fucking cares

Speaking hollow spells

This activism fails

I cannot even take better care

Of my fucking self

Strengthen this delusion

Of how we'd dance once more

For the first time this forgone conclusion

Falls away forever

Don't think that I've been cured

It's turned up to eleven

Can't you help me find the minutes

When midnight's already here?

The alphabet on this spirit board

Is completely alien to me

But I'm just talking to myself

Getting nowhere anyway

Obfuscate all reality

Kiss me and make this disappear

Beneath a thin veneer

Where nothing ever changes

Dissolving this solution

Of how I'm still alone

Fix this or be gone forever

It can never be put fucking together

Head filled with skittering ghosts

Ingesting the ending

On the edge of dancing flames

Under un-centered headings

Art Auto-Generated by AI app.wombo.art (edited using Pixlr)