How We'll Die

we built our coffins from freezing rain,

from pounding migraines

and sweaty limbs.

because he taught us

that it’s only when we’re fighting

that we know ourselves,

only when we’ve suffered

that we’ve lived.

but living,

living is the hardest task.

we’re born into a drowning world,

and everyone is holding their breath.

you and I just want one thing:

some way to come up for air.

and that is why we run:

to show the world

that it can’t drown us,

even though we know that

no matter how fast we run,

our destination will stay the same.

because no matter how fast we run,

we run into our open graves.