Dont get stuck in the moment

The room is so stale. This discrete infection slowly taking over. Nobody's talking, nobody's breathing. This is the moment when life stands still. Looking around, I see more sorrow than bliss. What could have made us all come to this? Drugs? Drama? Denial? Does it really matter? No... What matters is how we stop the nonsense. How we make better for ourselves. They say everything happens for a reason. Sometimes that`s just not true. Not everybody makes it out alive. Some people just get stuck in the moment.