though our eyes are wide open,
it feels as if we’re living in a dream state,
desperate to decipher the real from fake.
moments underestimated – or calculated to the tee,
what difference does it make in the end?
who will it affect?
though your heart is wide open,
if you’re colder than the bottom of the ocean,
who’ll brave its depths?
don’t neglect, don’t forget
we’ll all be beneath the ground one day,
nothing more than bones and sediment.