Poetry because why not? ~part 1~

covid

i don't exactly know how to explain to you

but through these two years, there is so many thoughts and things ive been through

imagine, for a second with me

that everything you thought couldn't happen would come to be

how you must act as if everything is okay, and fine

acting like this illness isn't just taking everything, all this wasted time

act as if every childhood things you wanted wasn't snatched within a matter of seconds

allowing your mind and thoughts time to reinvent themselves to weapons

you must look at the person that's rapidly growing in the mirror in your bedroom

hold back the tears you have over everything thats occured, and let sadness consume

now imagine, the thoughts of everything happening, especially the thought of death

how you breathe ever so slowly hoping to God that isnt your last breath

hoping to God, that each time you fall asleep, your lungs wont just give out

praying so hard and true, that there would be no room for any kind of doubt

sometimes i'd sit wide awake at night, crying

hoping that through everything, i wouldn't give up trying

trying my best in everything I do

no matter how bad life was getting and making me feel blue

watching people die left and right

and still managing to act as if you have so much love left in your sight

watching as people you know just die

managing to just let a couple of tears leave those weary eyes.

keeping those grades up, hoping they dont slip

watching people die here and there, but still having your mind in grip

hoping that you are not next on the list

so that you can grow up and be someone that exists

i have seen so much in just a short lifetime,

life has become a mountain, and its getting pretty hard to climb.

we are conquering covid, sure, but at what cost?

so take a minute to think of all the brothers and sisters that we have, right now, just lost :(