Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Why does it matter? It doesn't.

I no longer accept that a future can happen
Why does it matter, why should I care
But I accepted that life really matters
When I had my son, I was raised from oblivion
And now the tides turn red
The sky turns black
The winds scream
For the dead who can't come back
We are lost
Without hope
With fear
Beyond reason
Why does it matter
If we die