Haiku Evidence

If anything were to happen, I would want you to know.

It's happening all around, and we're just witnesses to this paranomal activity. Witnesses, of our own demise in isolation. It's not isolation that we dread, it's knowing that all around everything feels decimated in our soil of our fathers, the skin of our bare hands.

For all the things that never died, to all the things that never died

What about now, what about today? What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?

To the demise we're in, for the sake of our souls

To know that it's not only us, it begs the question: What if it's lost behind words we could never find?

For all the words between the lines, to all the words between the lines

The meaning of our significance seems vague, that rewriting the dictionary seems the only possible way to rid us off this cruelty. Sanity, they need it.

To desolation, for insolation

The sun is breaking in your eyes, to start a new day.

Shadows fade into the light, I am by your side.