Make a way

Nights full of worries
Minds full of thoughts
Eyes drowning in tears
Mouths dry of words
All these hidden behind memes

Faked smiles
Dead souls with empty vessels
Peace of mind bcame a hard-to-find treasure
Nothing makes sense
All these hidden behind unexisting adventures of the mind

Nothing makes sense anymore
Just like liquids with their boiling points,
Human beings we've got breaking points
It's hard to hold onto anymore
All these hidden behind the internet and it's fun

I need a shoulder to cry on, a hand to hold onto
No fire is left inside me burning
I'm getting cold and freezing but not numb
I can still feel it raw, painful as it can hit every organ of my body
All these hidden behind a fake smile

This poem is about: 
Our world

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