Until the end - we wait.

[ohyoudbehappy]

it is instinct
that protects you
from crawling
among what
you are
and how many
times you've
died inside

emaciated
and waiting
for the cure
that was promised
but will
never see

how many times
must one die
before it
lasts forever

and how
many times
do I run
silently
in circles
chasing after
what I can
never have

the message
gets lost
somewhere
between
point A
and point B
and you cannot
figure out why
paralyzed
or frozen
but still
trapped inside
and unable
to reach
its destination

is death the
destination
or is is
happiness
you cannot
tell me
because you
don't know

your nerves
are all mixed up
like they have
been fighting
and entwined
around each
ending

you
are
just
as
dead
as
I.