The only
memory
left is burned
to the ground
without leaving
a single
trace left.
A thousands
beats inside
of me and all
I can think
of is how
the world is
destroying
itself and I'm
doing nothing to change it.
I try to walk
away but the
danger, the urge
to feel alive is
unstoppable.
I walk.
I walk.
And I arrive.
I enter knowing
that the world
will surprise me
with a
million
reasons to kill
me and even
more to keep me alive.
But I ignore the
present and
only think of the
future because
the present is
just a second
away from turning into the past.
