cant believe this is happening

ground shaking under me

ground is separating and slowly evaporating

and the sky is beginning to fall

the water is starting to heat up and stretch over the many lands

we cover our faces

close our eyes and leave our mouths wide open

waiting for something to rush in

trying to suck up all the air we can before it burns away

along with every gain of sand and every line of green

our knees begin to feel weak and fragile because were slowly dying

thunderstorms and hell storms scanning the entire earth

causing mayhem and distribution of destruction…

you cant tell me not worry

you cant tell me were safe

BECAUSE WERE NOT

you cant tell me to pen my eyes

don’t tell me to look

don’t tell me to breathe in

because all it is is poison

because its suicide

because to me its completely unjustifiable

you call me irrational

you call me inhuman

i refuse to continue to bury my face under the dirt

stop feeding me lies

stop telling me fake fairy tales

take me out the kiddy pool

if you have to throw me in the cesspool`

stop feeding me all your bull

take this bandanna off my face so i can see for myself the hellhole where in

i am sick of you making thins artificial

so they don’t seem as bad

you only make it worse

you cover up things yo don’t want others to see

if it wasn’t a big deal you wouldn’t spent your time

you wouldn’t risk everything to cover nothing

how do you expect me to fight what i cant see

understand the words of something i cant hear

hold something close to me that i cant feel

smell danger without a nose of curiosity

and expect me to speak of something i know nothing about

i cant do it anymore…