Separated

There’s a shift coming,

filling the air, spreading everywhere,

coldness finding its way to our hearts,

filling them with rage.

Splitting us down the middle,

pitting us against each other,

never finding common ground.

Will this be our end?

Feeling forced to choose a side,

Never knowing which is right,

hate growing with each passing day.

Are we forever doomed?

Anger fills the space between us,

words left unspoken,

hurt filling the holes in our hearts,

Will we make it through this?

Feeling like a fragile egg,

never knowing which word will break us,

violence growing every day,

Will this topple us?

Lines drawn everywhere,

separating us even further,

Fear fills our eyes and hearts.

Will we survive this?

Days are growing colder;

hearts are becoming darker,

loneliness finding its way into our souls.

Will somebody help us?

Destruction is all around us,

the ending is coming closer,

we no longer recognize each other.

Can this be the end?

Death is all around us,

fighting all the time,

knocking at us, pulling us down.

What have we done?