Is This How It Feels?

Is this how it feels?
To wake each morning with the sun
To feel it as others feel it
Is this how you feel it?
To wake each morning with the sun
Spilling over the horizon with rays of pink and gold
Lighting the morning mist that creeps across the plains
The dew that clings to every morsel
Is this how it feels?

Is this how it feels?
To tumble from a bed
Where sleep is a thing that eats your time
Where exhausted you fall into a pit
Where the ground grows over you as you dream of wretched things
Where blankets cling like vines that tried to strangle you in the night
Where you slog through muck to make the money you’ve already spent
Where home is a second job and all you crave is to break away

Is this how it feels?
Is this what I stayed for?
Is this why everyone bothers?
Why does everyone bother?
Is this how it feels to be a face in the crowd?
To be faceless

To stay so busy that you don’t notice
To plan time when you must run from your life, in order to survive it
To continue on when we don’t care
To have children
To lie to them
About life
About time
About what it will be
About what they will be
About why we do it
Why do we do it?

Why do we continue?
Why do we pretend we care?

Mindless, soulless
Is this how it feels to all of you?

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