Emotionless Pity.

I saw you once, laying on the ground
A thousand piecing sounds
Surrounding the place
As if banishing us both.

But it must have been you.
You must have been banished.
For how else can I conspire
And be free now, myself.

You make the mistake
Again and again
Without recognition
And while perhaps, regret resides
Where should such regret go
When nothing is changed
And all is the same.

I try to reason with you.
With all of you, the ones
Who do not understand
That the world should be cherished
As should life, as should love,
Or whatever is here if it is not love.

You should be more awake
Instead of sleeping all the time.
Even when you are awake
You sleep.

I cannot help you, sleeper,
For while you dream you
Do not act upon them.
You dream of places far beyond the earth
And if you ever planned to reach them
You only try in your sleep.
This is not trying at all.

Wake up.

Please wake up.

Perhaps you will see
The world beyond this one.