The days are blending together into one never-ending day. I cough and the fear chokes me. Are these the end of days? Are these our new days? Living in a Brave
A week has past and turned into years. The air is thick with mental breakdowns. Moving along, business as usual with slight changes. The suffocating changes. Tired all day, but not sure which day it is. How do you stay sane?
Which way is up? How do we start moving backwards. Be grateful, but stay cautious. Wash the filth from your soul. Stay away from humanity. Are we considered humans or test subjects. One giant science experiment from nature.
How do we stay clean? How do we move forward and define health? Do we just die off prematurely? I sneeze and my brain explodes.