There's so many people on this planet but that scale is to large for me to look at there's so many people on my continent but even that seems too large there's alot of people in my city but even still its to many to weigh so let's say there's people in this building I'm in, there's someone right next to me but do we see each other or will we sit in silence while drowning in our pain.
I walk down the passage passing many people who seem to have problems that they close up in their hands
Hands clutched and eyes shut to the wounds gushing with blood holding their breaths to tighten their chest trying to keep it in
They hold it so tight that I thought they might just explode
But what I saw was not an explosion but an emotional implosion where the eyes dimmed and the love within got buried by fears under an ocean of tears
And all we do is keep walking bumping shoulder to shoulder growing older spinning round and round until one day we're found in the middle of nowhere wondering how we got there
Left bone dry begging for water when each of us walk past deep well Springs of life every day but when they ask if we need anything we say "no im ok"
but your dying inside crying out open your eyes don't you see, me
