how do you keep going when your life's work slipped from under your hands? when you dropped off the bus, and now you're left to walk on your own,,

we kept thinking of ways to get back to it, on the ways we could still achieve our duty, on the things we did wrong to end up failing so spectacularly

i look back now and i notice it was just bad luck,,, a really bad pneumonia, the first loss we couldnt see coming,, an intoxication because no one knew we were so receptive to aerosols,,

we died, we died already, and the dreams and goals and duty and destiny of that person died back then too

and we dedicated ourselves to live under its honor, be what they would have wanted,,

we were deluded, living under the shadow of something that doesnt exist anymore, trying to make something that can't feel anything proud

but if we didnt hold onto that, then, what could we have possibly gripped onto??

we are nothing, we are just a mirage, the pieces of what once was, and never will be again.

the world is there for us to decide, and im freezing, and im freezing for i dont know what path to take, all we ever did was living in other people's paths,, and we never learned how to make our own.