Dystopia lives

Surviving Dystopia
Surviving the bearing of a heart,
an oh! – so beating heart.
Surviving means
it is still beating,
and Dystopia means,
it bears dark things.

Waves of horror
and waves of agony
when second for second
and minute for minute
through eternity after always
the heart asks for things
this world no longer displays.

Until the skin
burned up in desire
once tickled and flooded
with warmth from the inside
will break open
and tell for itself
that there is no place left
for all that still is
burried alive on the inside.

Constantly asking the universe
where to go next
where to put
these thoughts, these feelings
these things left inside
that do not have
a right to be
anymore.

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