Disconnected Attachment.

*This is a compilation of parts of various poems I have written that I have combined to create another poem :) Hope you enjoy... thank you.*

People are dying way too young,
it seems like the moon’s at constant loggerheads with the sun,
there’s nowhere left to hide, and now even nowhere left to run,
why can’t all the damage be prevented, why can’t it all be undone?

This space should be watched,
just keep your eye on the clock,
and be aware that it’ll all eventually come to an abrupt halt.

And we apologise,
apologise,
even though,
we do not know,
what we are apologising for.

No new news,
it’s all the same…
Haven’t you heard that nothing has changed?

We say our goodbyes and resent,
doing way too many things that we regret.

Like a tsunami,
creating origami,
out of the bodies…

Floating in the ocean.