Key

Lying awake

In the light of the cold,

A dark mist twists and falls

and folds.

Becoming a zombie to this world,

I just lay down numb,

I walk without movement,

and whisper without words.

No, none of you know

The particles hidden underneath soil

and earth and dust.

Its the last place you look

You will never find

what you're searching for.

Because you're all heading in the wrong directions.

Look what you've done to the world.

Just look what you've done.

How could you be happy,

How could all be real.

When everything has fallen apart,

like rust on rotting steel.

Effort only lasts so long,

because something else takes over.

The pieces that want to give up,

the pieces that can no longer see.

The world is covered in drapes,

to which no one has the key.