what to do

To care, or not to care?

Artificial Flavors

Artificial flavors.
Everything tastes the same.
There's no reason.
Constant motion.
Keeping me sane.

These movements.
These actions.

Slow as they proceed.
Even slower, the need.

The past haunts you.
Attacks at every turn.

Every blink another picture.
All emotions.

Rush as they will.

Gone in a flash.
Open eyes at last.

No tears of joy, no tears of sadness.
Blank thoughts bring madness.

Still frames in the mind.
Last longer every time.

Smiles forgotten.
Family photos missed.

Heart warming videos capture the soul.
The past haunts you.

As if it were here now.
The present falls upon closed eyes.

Listening no more.
Emotions struck.

The mind stuck.
How could it be?
How was it then?

Only now can we pretend.

pressed against.
Heart wrenched.

Thinking of what was.
Realizing now, only because.

I miss you. Love you.
But your gone.
I swear it hasn't even been that long.

Life's past, life's passed.
Constant motion
Keeping me sane.
Everything just taste the same.

Artificial flavors.
The present to the past.
These movements, these actions.

Slow as they proceed,
Even slower. The need.

Blank thoughts bring madness.
God if I only knew that I had this.

Gone in a flash.
Open eyes. At last.

I miss you. Love you.
Only now can we pretend.

Artificial flavors.
We made this.