More than just chimps

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How I often feel at nights when I cannot escape myself.

Submitted: January 27, 2019

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We grow old and we die.
Our loved ones leave
Yet we fool ourselves with all these things that do not matter.
We get in the way of and ruin eachothers lives
instead of living the short life we have in peace.
Why tear apart love because of a book? 
Why tear apart family just cause someone tells you to?
Why let in evil when you so badly want good?
Why can't we just be ourselves?
Why can't we just listen to our hearts while being aware of logical facts? 
Can't we just do what's right and be good to one another? Or at least not destroy the little beauty that's left.

I want to fight, but there's no answer of how. Can I even fight this? 
Do I have to just accept this cruel fate? 
Time, the evil time that ticks away our lives as we speak. 
Even if i say "I love you and I will always be there for you, and only you" And you respond in kind. 
You will one day wither away in my arms, and even until then it is all uncertain
Life, life flows like a river in a collosal, infinite hour glass. But it ends and turns around when all traces of you are gone, cause it's leaking,  a leakage of which cannot be fixed. 
Even if it's all hopeless in the end... Can't we at least fight to protect and preserve the beauty we have now? 
These things we cannot escape. But we can fix some things, so that we can at least leave while at peace. 
But will that even be enough to handle the pain when the ones we love and need the most leave us for good? 
Even just the thought shatters my heart. 
 I never want to lose you
cause it would kill the last piece of me

Cause once the last speck of truth is devoured by the web of lies
You disappear. 


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