Isolated by humanity, a disregard for this life. So [bad word] by the unseen and I am dreaming in sunlight. Why are we still standing alone in the dark? Why are we still standing alone? Spent so many days trying to say, "what I've [bad word] is what I'm afraid of". I'm [bad word] sick, too sick to see the world and it's real reputation. I'm sick of saying I'm satisfied. I've [bad word] sick, too sick to see these people and their [bad word] revelations. I'm sick of saying I'm sorry. Just remember to feel the warmth of the sun. Just remember to feel the air in your lungs. I am reminded that the power is deep within ourselves. It's enough to bring us back. If home is where the heart is, why am I this [bad word] cold? When is it time to let us go? Feelings of dread that live deep in my chest, taking charge of movement, taking over breath. Rest..