3pm to 3am

broken hearts don't need time.
distractions are, in their very essence, temporary.

the show must go on they say,
but even the sun only stays hidden until dawn.

red shirts flutter in the wind;
there is a breeze, chilly enough to make you remember,
but too cold to keep you warm with memories.

we have wiped out entire cities off the map
just to keep our hearts safe.

and we shall continue the fight the war
against time.

let us become better people
because only what is good can be better.

let us drive towards the horizon
because all roads lead to home.