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Look at the beauty
There is shit everywhere, every
breath drags it into me.
There is beauty all around
The ground under my feet is poisoned
I look up, and the sky is dying.
I see what you cannot
We avert our eyes, our
sighs we bottle up inside.
So much potential, so much
A shell of protection,
we’re so close to breaking apart.
You ignore your treasure,
this precious world, a shining
reflection of infinite possibilities—
you don’t deserve it
and you won’t miss
what you never noticed
Day in, die out
it’s all the same.
No one knows my name,
I’ve grown OK with that.
Life should make sense by now
instead, it drags me down.
A way in, that’s all I ask—
a path to your world, a
chance to taste neglected wonders
I wander through life,
everyone does—
it’s what we do when we don’t dream.
A seam to rip apart;
I’ll tear through you
Something has entered me
You may not make it
but you’ll create it
I feel so empty inside.
There is shit everywhere, every
breath drags it into me.
There is beauty all around
The ground under my feet is poisoned
I look up, and the sky is dying.
I see what you cannot
We avert our eyes, our
sighs we bottle up inside.
So much potential, so much
A shell of protection,
we’re so close to breaking apart.
You ignore your treasure,
this precious world, a shining
reflection of infinite possibilities—
you don’t deserve it
and you won’t miss
what you never noticed
Day in, die out
it’s all the same.
No one knows my name,
I’ve grown OK with that.
Life should make sense by now
instead, it drags me down.
A way in, that’s all I ask—
a path to your world, a
chance to taste neglected wonders
I wander through life,
everyone does—
it’s what we do when we don’t dream.
A seam to rip apart;
I’ll tear through you
Something has entered me
You may not make it
but you’ll create it
I feel so empty inside.
Opening poem for Odyssey II.
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