I’m sick of swimming in this filth.
Corrupt politicians of all flavours.
I wash my skin, but cannot scrub away their stain.
Those we trust to keep us safe. Those who betray us.
It’s just not normal.
Life doesn’t have to be like this.
Mine isn’t going to be.
Don’t you worry about that.
The darkness it surrounds me,
The cold winds blow;
I kissed you softly.
Now I go.