Unhinged

Follow me into a sequenced dance number. Follow me into an oblivion you will never remember. A biblical force long since forgotten. We will take the ones you never wanted. We're in this together, forever intertwined. A myriad of hopelessness and absent minds. We end up together endlessly in sync. An elaborate choreography I just cannot believe. They said to join them and we will disappear. It'll be as if I was never here. Come to us and and dance in a dream of unity. This nightmare will deliver us just as we were meant to be. We can be sad or unhappy, whatever we want. My tears and grief were familiar haunts. Sinking into fake smiles and tumbling through anxiety and melancholy. We were unhinged but loving every second of being. The temples have fallen, the altars have faded. Our hierarchy is nonexistent because we are no longer jaded. We were lonely and repressed and mourning ourselves out loud. The prodigal son has returned but we have driven him out. They cannot save us nor can they change this world. This is the rotten way they've chosen to raise us in a universe gone absurd. The days have blinded us and blurred our perceptions. We've wasted our nights praying for an escape but received only depression. The departed were lucky they were spared this life. Our spirits cannot be lifted because our connection will suffice. We join hands while this army of weariness jumps off the cliff. We don't expect to fly but we pin our hopes on if. How can we continue when we are simply not enough? The sad cannot lead the sad because when we march, our despair forces us to give up.

Love cannot sustain us because it is never enough.