Synethesia

I threw my voice to the wind

And hoped it would carry enough weight

To fall with grace, we're all falling

All struggling, all suffering, all calling out for a place

I'm just looking for answers

But i found bodies writhing on the floor

Fingers grasping out for more

Desperate eyes straining longing for a vision

Abused hearts yearning for a final incision

To cut away to the pain

I ran my fingers through every blade of grass and every grain of sand

As if it were the last of its kind because the world that i see now

Is a moment frozen in time

Like the calm before the storm

The final scene of a crime

A final testament to our failure

A mouthful of bitter truth digested into lies

Bodies writhing on the floor

Fingers grasping out for more

Desperate eyes straining longing for a vision

Abused hearts yearning for a final incision

To cut away to the pain

When my body decays

And my memory fades

How else can i say?

Deepening with every passing breath

Slow absorption into tangled myths of self and soul

Delving through scars

As seekers of solace carving through the chambers of the heart

We scrape away memories

Hoping to heal

But it never seems to end

We are all struggling

We are all suffering