Fade

The colors of the flowers fade Birds drown in the water Fish drown in the air It keeps some alive, but kills others People die eventually The people we love We call that system But is it enough to justify the dead the pain we feel can we make someone sick, with the colors we have I feel the traffic in my veins my blood can’t flow to my heart my windpipe knots like a tie I can’t breathe but I am alive if this is the life