and in-action

With no

Walking on the edge of this deadly
Measuring every step, every breath

our eyes
our hands
our feet

What happens if I

We are floating here in the ruins of a lost battle

Trapped between the

We’ve given ourselves up to the hands of our destiny

With no

A radioactive puddle of all sorrows.
Port Hope, no hope
An endless, useless search

We are floating here in

We can’t breathe here in the ruins of the displaced

wrapped around

With

Will I keep floating? or will I drown?

you from me?

Action has a way of feeling like inaction, no matter how far you run or how long you go. You can not stop for days an somehow never have moved i guess thats what they mean by inaction i guess thats what they mean by inaction its when you mean to go and do but you don't. But how do we do anything with this weight on our shoulders this weight on our shoulders holding us to the cement to the cement no matter how hard we struggle to and push to move we are stuck and they call it inaction but living is action enough but even then are we living if we aren't moving? and how do we move in a system we aren't meant to be in in the first place? Is it inaction to exist against all odds or is it living. Isn't it just living?