I'd do anything for air

The world as we know it is falling apart. The crust around our “secluded bubble” is thinning and the “protection” we once thought we all had has become a thin slice of fear and anger. Each day the sun lasts a little longer and the nights are a a little shorter. We have become immune to the fact that drug dealers can’t even walk the streets without without feeling in danger. Immune to the fact that half of the world is trying or has tried mind altering drugs and have become someone their parents never thought they’d become while they swing on the swing sets with their pony tails and rosy cheeks. It doesn’t even phase us that our children can’t even go to parks anymore without needing someone there. Senior citizens can’t wander alone due to the fact that ass holes have begun to corrupt and take over our lovely little world that we all thought would always exist. Our economy has fallen, our humanity and brotherly love to all different countries and races has been burnt to the ground. Human beings all over scream and set examples for others to be the same. Girls have become so morally depraved and the boys have no longer been afraid of trying to hard. Mothers and fathers all over have become neglectful and abusive to the ones they have created and brought into this world, causing so much more in the meaning of life than they didn’t need to be added onto the problems all of us have already. “I am sorry” has become cliche’. And the words “I love you” are a joke. The world is dying. We are all dying. Every single day is one less tally mark to the day we will all die and put in the ground of non-existence. The hangovers each morning add on throughout each home. The cigarette burns are made each night with 13 year old girls who want to look “bad ass” and fit in with a world full of fucks who can’t even handle their own weight of their heads. Escapes have become more and more successful when put in the hands of a 16 year old girl in a house with a drunk as a father and her mother crying on the kitchen floor. Razor blades have become childrens new best friends in times of the addiction to numbing the pain with more intense, skin clenching, eyes full of tears and the hearts of so many screaming, aching physical distress. Kids run away from the truth and their mommy’s and daddy’s are the ones leading the way.