State of Decline

Sandcastles and quarantine.

Came when I needed harmony.

Too wounded to be wise.

Too wounded to be kind.

Just in a state of decline.

We just call it living.

Most take whilst some are giving.

They don’t care about their limits.

Just in a state of decline.

Connected to it all when I am high. Connected to it all when I am low.

No matter the state, we’re connected to it all.