Who are we really?

Location

New York City
United States

A day. 24 hours. 1,440 minutes. 84,600 seconds.

So many things can change. shift. evolve. dissolve. resolve. 

Revolve around useless emotions and empty words.

Who you were at 8am is not who you are at 8pm.

Now im learning the sheer truth that demons don't come out only in the dark.

Evil can be awakened at the crack of dawn, in the arms of your lover at 2pm or as the sun sets over the east river.

Downtown, underground. 

You lose the sympathy you had at 9am for the woman who's kid got ran over and transfer it towards the dog on the corner of 14th street who's owner is too strung out to know where they are. or even who they are.

So. much. changes in a day.

You lose yourself in the relapse, find yourself in the collapse

into a gentles friends arms.

Who are you?

Who are we really?

 

 

Comments

lizardoa21

Who are you? Only you can answer that. As the youth we struggle with that answer and it is known that some will never find that answer but sty in touh with your self and you will be able to say proudly who you are and if you can't fix it. I loved this piece it is full of truth and emotion. 

On a side note, the line that says "Evil can be awakened at the crack of dawn, in the arms of your lover at 2pm or as the sun sets over the east river." very good idea behind it just the sun sets to the west so was this on purpose? 

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