Left behind to witness a climate shift as the effects of global warming become more prominent to the eyes of a skeptic. Left behind to watch the world die as Earth readjusts itself. Left behind to grow old and find pleasure only in memories. Left behind to watch up and coming generations make the same mistakes we did. Left behind with no other choice than to go on living.
As the world goes crazy and my mind grows hazy, I disassemble what’s mine and discard meaningless fragments. I still love what I have to give.