Lost
silent tears of a lost soul
the voice that got lost in the wind
foot steps that were all to soft
the signs were their but know one listend
a bullet quivering through the air
a knife silencing the ones who talk
a pill to make them feel alive
Details are for those who listen
When you listen you'll hear
their screams of
sorrow
grief
anger
They are the ones who escaped
the lost ones
alone in a room of a thousand people
silent among the chatter
dancing a dance of death
Lost
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Am I okay?
PoetryJust read it It's probably not your thing so be reckless and read the unthinkable and unmentionable #411 in the ranks
