Teh Direktor

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+ the emotional distress support fire girls

“I met someone once who made every day mean something.  And now… I am lost…  And nothing means anything anymore…” 

darklina week 🌒 day six: favourite quote

DARKLINA WEEK 2021 🌘 ↳ DAY ONE: SONG LYRICS (insp.)

 And I have never loved a darker blue Than the darkness I have known in you, honed from you You whose heart would sing of anarchy You who’d laugh at meaning’s guarantee So beautifully

When our truth is burned from history By those who figure justice in fond memory, witness me Like fire weeping from a cedar tree Know that my love would burn with me And live eternally

‘Cause there’s no better love That beckons above me There’s no better love That ever has loved me There’s no better love So darling, feel better love

We can't breathe, say the distorted mask-less

Spreading, infecting

But, my father on a hospital bed,

Surrounded yet alone, scared. He cannot breathe.

His voice over the phone - breaking, haggard

Please, please... he cannot breathe.

A broken man blinded by a broken system

knee to throat, choking

please, I cannot breathe.

listen, listen, listen

listen to them being silenced

knee to throat, please officer, he cannot breathe.

Smog rising, the skies choking,

Poison in our air, poison in our lungs

We cannot breathe. They cannot breathe.

Plastic around their necks

Plastic supplanting our roots.

Exploited, erased, exhausted

Please they cannot breathe. We cannot breathe.

Flames rising,

memories shattered, detonated. an endless violence

The children lie breathless

so much sound, too much sound

it booms through the streets

their breath catches - is this it?

Their last?

My heart always racing

breathless.

the walls closing in around me

I want to scream

scream, scream, scream

push back, fight back, run, run, run free

where?

how?

I cannot move, cannot breathe, paralysed.

Breathe

Breathe

remind myself to breathe

it hurts, when I breathe.

- The Earth waits, indifferent, unsympathetic, as humanity squeezes out every drop of air from their own lungs.

I’ve been fighting with one arm tied behind my back. But what happens when I’m finally set free?