How We Fell

I've always hoped that water was thicker than blood.
That red was lighter than white.
But then I remember the times I choked on my own blood.
When I drowned in something darker than red.
    The times where hope helps,
      have slowly vanished in my eyes.
I could have wished for something greater.
Greater than hope.
But my mind can't seem to conjure up something so unattainable. 

I can't seem to remember what this was all about.
Even I got twisted in the imaginary and the real.
Now, it seems things are slowly disappearing.
Things I once had,
                   I can't seem to find them anymore.
People I once knew,
                  I don't see them anymore.
It's like slowly, everything's leaving.
Even nature can't take this world anymore.
It refuses to suffer in what it knows is its own.
So it left us with its baggage. 
The baggage we were slowly packing all these years,
The ticking time bomb we have slowly built,
                             again,
                                     and again.

We can't seem to stop.
We have too many problems to deal with at once.
We began building as soon as the clock started ticking.
Now, 
     even though we have no clue when it's going to stop...
we keep building. 
Higher and higher,
                      Rougher and rougher,
                                                 Deadlier and deadlier.

We lost faith.
We lost hope.
We lost strength.  
  Yet relied on anger.
     Demolition. 
          Destruction.

Even our waters' 
   have now become 
      as thick as blood.
To protect even itself.
From what the world has become.

We have evolved our minds 
                               backwords.
Forwards...
                  and got lost somewhere in the middle of nowhere.

We have lost ourselves in this crazy game.
Only it's no game anymore.
It's our own lives.
   That were trying to escape.
But you can't escape the present.
         You live it.
Even if it means dying in the process.

We can't help it. 
                            It's what humans do.