SEE

Battles in the distance

Artillery shells scream, pushing the air away

Direct hit, the target is no longer a target

They didn’t get a chance to see anything

The gun is loaded with bullets

The bullets push the air away

Direct hit, the bullets take down the target

The target stares to the sky, they do not see the sky

The target sees loved ones walking into a dark forest, urging them to follow along

Something is pushing on their back, an invisible force

A knife is sharpened on a grindstone

The stone is indifferent, the knife has intention

The knife is plunged into the heart of the target

It stops beating

The target stares to the sky, they do not see the sky

They see their childhood dog sitting in a valley of green

The dog has a tennis ball in its mouth, tail wagging the grass behind it

The virus is indifferent, the team who created it went against Mother Earth’s will

It gets released as planned

The body can’t use the army inside itself to fight back

The host body lies on a bed staring at the ceiling, they do not see the ceiling

They see their hand holding another’s

They see the road in front of them and the sun hanging near the horizon, it’s warm

There is a push on their back to continue, they do not fight it

The cell refuses to die even though it needed to die

Instead of death it created something else, something that isn’t supposed to be there

The body’s army can’t fight back

The host body dies while staring at a ceiling, again they do not see the ceiling

They see the cosmos calling

There is a tug, they do not fight back

It is okay

-2/11/2026