Solidarity
My reality awakens
To a mundane worled
Where zombies aimlessly roam
In a paddock whilst machines
Fulfilling their duty
All the while
Whispering of me
Without passion
Now entombed in an
Existence forcing me
To live and survive
In the purest form of ugliness
A daily nightmare far worse
Than a mere awareness
To my nostalgic emptiness
I take it all in
Regardless
I’m left unaware
Of what it all means
See, I am a dreamer
So I’ll never understand
For I’m aware of the world
And the need to be free
Vague as a ghost traveling
The realms existing only in me
I know of no other way
Now that I am lost
On my own accord
To the deeper need
Of having to be me.
